The Esthetic Apostle

October 2019

Remedies

by Deborah Rosch Eifert

A bond must hold
between language and mouth –
Create cohesion by singing
inside a funnel-cloud of bees.
Carve all possible prayers into an iceberg,
then go home.

Isn’t a house of leaves enough? If not,
try gathering the sounds of leaves falling.
Wear a dress sewn of water,
then run uphill.
Gather that sound.

You can’t hold time
if it’s burning away –
don’t waste your life grasping.
Drown your name –
drown all the names –
making the sweetness of naming even deeper.

If there are
no maps,
be a cartographer of weeds,
of sand dunes,
of fog.
Create the only map –
write its legend
on the waves.