Lee Upton Poems
- The How And Why Of Rocks And M... And these ...
- Destruction Of Daughters The friend who is concerned with ...
- Interrupting An Addict An afternoon inlaid with fog like a ...
- The Broom The rocks shone like emery boards, reflective ...
- The Fish House A smell of ammonia or aluminum and you're ...
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- The Crying Room The church had a crying room— up at ...
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The How And Why Of Rocks And Minerals
And these others—what are they?
Not dolomite, sandstone, shist or calcite.
I might include ice—the colorless mineral,
if ice stayed ice.
But what is this one? Some go nameless,
do not look like their pictures.
This stingy lump, this once hot magma?
This is our whole cause
of trouble over arithmetic.
Now crack two of these together.
Fire won't start.
I've tried it.
How about this? The bad stone,
the go-to-work stone,
the stone in a uniform.
He wants to look just like the other stones.
But what would you call my new stone?