4207. UNCLE SALVATION

UNCLE SALVATION

Tell Uncle Salvation the poetry comes from the

place in the heart where there is no other room

for a mention : the words get wrapped in the

mesh of a moment, rising like heat from

intention. Motions cavort in brave new

worlds, while the old woolen mittens

of tradition fall from dead hands

to a worn out floor. The ones

with the pens are doing the

sweeping. Things already

look better than they

did before.