Lee Upton Poems
|1.||Apology To Keats||1/13/2003|
|4.||The Crying Room||1/13/2003|
|6.||The Fish House||1/13/2003|
|8.||Interrupting An Addict||1/13/2003|
|9.||Destruction Of Daughters||1/13/2003|
|10.||The How And Why Of Rocks And Minerals||1/13/2003|
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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?