Paul Mariani Poems
- Quid Pro Quo Just after my wife's miscarriage (her second ...
- The Great Wheel In the Tuileries we came upon the Great Wheel...
- The Gods Who Come Among Us In ...
- Voyager Beyond the moon, beyond planet blue and planet red,...
- Ghost After so much time you think you'd have it netted ...
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Quid Pro Quo
Just after my wife's miscarriage (her second
in four months), I was sitting in an empty
classroom exchanging notes with my friend,
a budding Joyce scholar with steelrimmed
glasses, when, lapsed Irish Catholic that he was,
he surprised me by asking what I thought now
of God's ways toward man. It was spring,
such spring as came to the flintbacked Chenango
Valley thirty years ago, the full force of Siberia
behind each blast of wind. Once more my poor wife
was in the local four-room hospital, recovering.
The sun was going down, the room's pinewood ...