Classic Poem

Position is where you
put it, where it is,
did you, for example, that


large tank there, silvered,
with the white church along-
side, lift


all that, to what
purpose? How
heavy the slow


world is with
everything put
in place. Some


man walks by, a
car beside him on
the dropped


road, a leaf of
yellow color is
going to


fall. It
all drops into
place. My


face is heavy
with the sight. I can
feel my eye breaking.