Levitations
And all the loved ones troubling my home slipped
through an open window or maybe under
a wooden door the way leaves or white sheets
from a score may find ways up a tree in the woods
to wave off limbs like pennants from faraway ships,
white for surrender, black for metal, once
they defied gravity, floating above our table,
the something casserole, the etcetera greens,
their heads struck together like billiard balls,
I set the pot to boil and let our translator
out of her box, she fished a leaf from my cup
put …
