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Seeker
Things I miss, I do not find.
Things I find, I eat—
an essential tragedy—
and in eating, lose.
Things I take, I talk to, late
in my unquiet bed.
Gedichte zum Thema: search
Gedichte zum Thema „search“ auf Poets.by.
Searchers
Fresh from their hibernaculum
under the lawn beside
the stone well,
the male garter snakes
thread themselves into a throbbing knot
and pull apart, thwarted.
Where is she? They circle
like eddies of wind, old skins
whispering through the grass.
After the Search
After the search
not even a sound,
outside a hawk.
Sixty-Four
Searching for a lost
crew-woman, we
forded three creeks
in deepening fog.
It was ourselves
we lost then.