A New Postmistress Yet Again - After Reading Charles Reznikof Before Dawn Poem by Warren Falcon

'...this carpet forlornly lost in the cosmos...' Rainer Maria Rilke


A new postmistress yet

again a disaster she

seems to be unable

to read to coordinate


for instance yesterday

two arrive for me in

two separate mailboxes

one in my neighbor's



I find one at my

door just now

when going to

the roof to shake

throw rugs

stringy now

rags mostly

doormat too


letter's there

in one old

boot

left

right

doesn't

matter


can't toss

either out

not yet

must remember

their miles

not yet

ready

for a last

winter



a heap

ready or not

I shake

the throws


over St. Marks

dust is blowing




sun's not high

just enough

little cloud

just


somewhere

beyond


between

buildings


morning glory's

already


opened


closed


an

accident

of

placement

its

indigo