24. the other eye the final hieroglyph
by rob mclennan
fr gwendolyn macewen
when you know there are no bounds,
symbols etched in flesh the only record
& what the first eye
tends to forget,
images of the secular & the end
of a sword, as sand dunes
rise
& fall
w/ the same regularity
& precision
whether we are here
or not. the other eye
tracing a line between the sky
& the singular moon, digits
of stars across the body
of heaven,
bright tattoos. at the moment these things were written,
interpreting lines on sun-baked clay,
calling
i am here
i am in this place
now
An interview with rob
mclennan appeared in The Danforth Review in March 2000.
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