Michael Palmer

It is the role of the lovers to set fire to the book...

It is the role of the lovers to set fire to the book.
 
In the palm garden at night they set fire to the book
 
and read by the light of the book.
 
Syllables, particles of glass, they pass back and forth in the dark.
 
The two, invisible– transparent– in the book,
 
their voices muffled by the book.
 
It is the role of the lovers to be figures of the book, the
 
illegible book,
 
changing as the pages turn,
 
now joined, now clawing the fruit from each other’s limbs,
 
now interlaced, now tearing at throat and vein,
 
then splayfoot, then winged, then ember,
 
as the music of the book,
 
rustling through the palms,
 
instructs.
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