Saturday, August 15, 2009

Hariot's Round

I know, to entice, to convince, I must sing
Your ear inside stone, must sing
Gold bitten and true, the corn kernel, one seed,
I must plant one gold seed in your mouth with my lips.
Raleigh says: the Queen knows my name. The Crown
Of a woodpecker is ruby, but shy.
Inhabitants adorn themselves with feathers, and feathers
Bright on arrow ends. Bow-before a Queen. Bend closed my book
The page is deaf that turns back to look at what it found.

-Dan Beachy-Quick