Thinking of Robert Lowell, End of Winter

Cover of Planet of the and dog....

Thinking of Robert Lowell, End of Winter

Illness was topographical:
A specific psychiatrist
Seeing the lanyard
I wore as a necklace asked
Was it a fetish—unable to see
The accoutrement of latch key children—

For we must follow his map
And trace its marl.
This was the house
of the mad, 1970, poor
Broken clay lacking will.
They quietly brought the earth
And spooned it into
Each and every
One of us.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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