A Cargo of Green Hearts
the Bear fell in the love with Night
and Night fell in love with the Bear
and the two ran away through all disapproval to the sea
& sailed away in a day for a thousand years maybe
they say out there still
there there can you imagine them running together
like unlikely clouds the Bear a coat patch
sewn on the Sea an ebon-hulled schooner
or the cussing storm-cauled captain wheel gripped
in his teeth and Night the coattail sails that
transport so beautiful stars topple down down
to drowse in Her billowed lateens
and snore like bells.
the Bear had a nose for wind and
Night an eye for destinations
just careless enough they made the monthly
poems just careful enough they were
never caught. if you believe their lovemaking
brought storms then believe that in their thigh-twined
collapse the world grew so calm
that Death wept.
they were as happy as two things can be
when they forget what they were supposed to be go
away and begin to mean something else. Reader be
careful don't stumble and die doubting this idiotic
love or you'll spend your next life crying
on the bottom of the sea. some things are true
only when they are brought together like
wires in the red metal of your chest: Bear, Night.
Love is it like that an unnatural
pairing of spring hunger and blind faith.
it is where all of the good stories come
from the impossible we go to when we
finally realize the strange paths
of the heart are not ours to determine
but to take.
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