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Poetry · Volume 11, Number 2

The Pages

It is a picture-book of the fauna to be found

in the New World with a sketch of a possum

on the frontispiece that his mother loved

as a child. Her first book, and then his—

the bobcat and alligator moving through

the pages lodged in his mind like creatures

arriving in Eden on the first morning—

materialized from nothing, like the first

signs, like handprints on the cavern wall,

like torchlight a thousand years after

the invention of fire. A porcupine spears

a mountain lion on page 59.

This prized possession nearly disappeared

in his hands from love and usage and now

remains shelved somehow in the Library

of Congress call number 915.316. It was

checked out by Carl Sandburg twice in 1925.

On page 7 a grizzly bear sticks its face