some notes before quitting
If you look at Van Der Weyden's sky
behind the cross, it's a void.
A place of the Buddha, as if our inspiration
reflex were reversed and the self
imploding with nothingness could see.
Today I'm a bright casualty
on the verge of something new
as when desire marries the skyline,
clean, and unaugmented, like the hem
of God's robe--where the world
is no longer the tooth of a gargoyle.
excerpt from 'Some Notes Before Quitting', by Peter Balakian
Antæus, Autumn 1992