Sub Rosa

Don’t write about doing
it—do it

(my father would say). Or do
it first, then record it,
relive it, a chance to cheat

time. This life is
no diorama
of a scene on the Brooklyn Bridge

130 years ago. I cannot be
compartmentalized like
a sea room

in the vast Atlantic
on a quiet night.

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