William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

A New Body

Lower South Falls is running so wide, and the path on the ledge in the rock behind it is so near, that one must pass through the falls to continue on the trail beyond — not directly through, for one could hardly survive its weight and force; but through its grand turbulence and ethereal spray. Stop here; look deeply into its heart not ten feet away; it makes you dizzy — enough, almost, to jump.

Today I will make for myself a new body. The old one is a fixed, mortal star.

January 25, 2021


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