{ Ben Lerner: A flowering no-one attends. }

[delga]

A flowering no one attends
by Ben Lerner

A flowering no one attends
           The enterprise known
variously as waking, April, or
Bats are disappearing like
color into function. I wanted to open
In a new window
           the eyes of a friend
by force if necessary. Amber light
           is a useless phrase

but will have to do
           what painting did
Dense smoke from the burning wells
for our parents. Ben
there is a man at the door who says
I've made small changes
           he found your notebook
throughout in red. The recurring dream
           contrived in places

Of waning significance
           it resembles the hand
after a difficult passage
opening, a key word in the early
Blue of rippled glass
atonal circles. They phased us out
           across the backward capitals
like paper money
           Or is that two words