Bruce Beaver Poems

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1.
Monolith

At the foot of a northern pylon of the Harbour Bridge
I have kept my vigil since the mighty span was built.
I come early in the day from worn-out corners of the area
and sit when the sun is out until the waning afternoon,
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2.
Old Flame

I was friendly with a woman once.
It was an unusual experience.
There were certain innate boundaries
and the inevitably marked frontiers.
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3.
Letters To Live Poets (I)

God knows what was done to you.
I may never find out fully.
The truth reaches us slowly here,
is delayed in the mail continually
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4.
Poems For Adrienne Rich (Iii)

As you say in another way somewhere
men just dropp women gradually
wear-out. The men all nose-dive
out of life after getting all entangled
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5.
Poems For Adrienne Rich (Iv)

Halfway through one of your longer poems
I paused for the breath of these words, unclamorous
to come onto the page. As it happens
this minor poem is happening now.
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6.
Prelude

The only space I’ve inhabited
has been my self.
Ask me where one street intersects
with another hereabouts
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7.
Rationale

Youth, you say. What of it?
I could say I was as fair
and handsome as a hero.
But I was always plain. I hated
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8.
Seer

When I take up my position
at the base of the westering wall
of Thebes, it is midday.
This time I’m blind; that time I see
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9.
Visitation

He’ll come back to you in the darkest night
shambling, robust still, not a little noisome.
He’ll perch his large object-overlapping frame
on the edge of your bed and unravel a repertoire
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10.
Poem For Adrienne Rich (I)

Wonderful woman, proud to be a person
in this day and age of swapped sexes.
To feel love for one’s own kind
(sex is just an arbitrary accident) —
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