BLOWING THE WHISTLE
Kovler, Peter
ROY SCHEELE WILD PEAR The pear tree petals are like wax at the lip of a candle's rim, a clear film or lacquer of light; like the edge of the waning moon where it drops off sheer as water to a...
...like the edge of the waning moon where it drops off sheer as water to a dim ledge, till the outline there of the far-down, faded moon _9 floats up in lost glints like the face of a coin that you breathed upon...
...or like the tall stone shouldered back to let the light look in that day at crack of dawn: the body gone, the graveclothes empty as a s a c k . . . The ground beneath the tree is soaked with dew...
...15 September 1978:590...
Vol. 105 • September 1978 • No. 18
