Poems

The

By Martha Ronk

When having finished                   the


                              the beginning again, the article


in the root of Water fern, every eye may discern the form of a Half Moon



everyone, every eye, every age disappears


                              a dissolving moon, nothing to be seen through the smoke the ashes


the sentence itself an integument of flexiable green, evoking


beginning and end

a half mirrored       a whole           a half and beginning again—


and discernment, the quiet of parsing


the streets stilled


ruins one's ancestors recalls and filmic versions of the same


the                          root of a water fern and time enough                  for the





"The" reprinted from Partially Kept (Nightboat, 2012). Reprinted with the permission of Martha Ronk. Copyright © 2012 by Martha Ronk. All Rights Reserved.