This harpie with dry red curlstalked openly of her husband,his impotence, his death, the deathof her lover, the birth and deathof her own beauty. She staredinto the mirror next toour table littered with the wreckof her appetite and groaned:Look what you've done to me!as though only that momentshe'd discovered her own face.Look, and she shoved the burdenof her ruin on the waiter.I do not believe in sorrow;it is not American.At 8,000 feet the townsof this blond valley smokelike the thin pipes of the Chinese,and I go higher where the airis clean, thin, and the undersideof light is clearer than the light.Above the tree line the pinescrowd below like moments of the pastand on above the snow linethe cold underside of my arm,the half in shadow, sweats with fearas though it lay along the edgeof revelation.And so my mind closes arounda square oil can crushed on the roadone morning, startled it was notthe usual cat. If a crowhad come out of the air to chooseits entrails could I have laughed?If eagles formed now in theshocked vegetation of my sightwould they be friendly? I can heartheir wings lifting them down, the featherstipped with red dust, that dust whicheven here I taste, having eaten itall these years.
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