Rae Armantrout

Articulation

1

 
With whom
do you leave yourself  
during reveries?
 
The one making coffee  
or doing the driving—
 
that is the real  
person in your life.  
Now that one is gone
 
or has tagged along with you  
like a small child  
behind Mother.
 
“No!” you explain  
in the crowded aisle.
 
“Without articulation  
there’s no sense of place.”
 
 

2

 
When I dreamed about flying,  
it was as a skill  
I needed to regain.
 
I’d make practice runs  
and float high
over the page. Pleasure
 
was a confirmation.
I remembered the way  
and I was right!
 
Still,
one should be patient
 
with the present  
as if with a child.
 
To follow its prattle—
glitter on water—
 
indulgently
is only polite.
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