L Equals Look
By Mary Jo Bang
At a book of details
Of all the moments when knowledge is acquired.
A sort of expanded balloon
Sighs and says, “We are what came before.”
“The storm in the window of the mind,”
The sleeping sister says while she’s walking around
Wonderland watching
A cat touching down and talking.
Not a car in sight. A cemetery seen from the air.
All the obelisks you could ever ask for.
