what art and anti-art to lead us by the sharpness
of its definitions connected
to all other things this is the bond
sung to all distances
my distances neither Roman
nor barbarian the sky the low sky
of poems precise
as the low sky
that women have sung from the windows
of cities sun's light
on the sills a poetry
of the narrow
end of the funnel proximity's salt gales in the narrow
end of the funnel the proofs
are the images the images
overwhelming earth
rises up
in its light nostalgia
of the mud guilts
of the foxhole what is a word a name at the
     limits
of devotion
to life the terrible knowledge
of deception
a lie told my loves tragically
pitifully had deceived
themselves had been betrayed
demeaned thrown away shamed
degraded
stripped naked Think
think also of the children
the guards laughing
the one pride the pride
of the warrior laughing so the hangman
comes to all dinners Aim
we tell each other the children cannot be
     alone whereupon murder
comes to our dinners poem born
of a planet the size
of a table top
garden     forest          an awning
fluttering four-lane
highway the instant
in the open the moving
edge and one
is I
 
From New Collected Poems by George Oppen, copyright © 1975 by George Oppen. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp.

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