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The Sculptor of Sleep, and: Easter Vigil, and: "The Mystery’s Festal Garment"

From: Colorado Review
Volume 40, Number 3, Fall/Winter 2013
pp. 135-139 | 10.1353/col.2013.0077

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The Sculptor of Sleep

All afternoon I worked on the bronze statues with a steel brush, cleaning off the excess wax that had left a white sheen as of milk or soap streaking in the waves and folds of metal robes, pooling in the pockmarks, pallor sinking into the tooled grooves and flecking the smooth uplifted faces

At five the shadows had fallen so deeply over the sculptured saints that I could no longer work and so went home to my beer and my book. I read and thought of Eckhart: how severe he was, excoriating the soul of every palpable love.

All creatures are pure nothing
All creatures have no being
for their being consists
in birth past the ambit of desire

      If it is thus for creation
      can I at least use poetry
      to part the darkness of this
      scabrous abyss?

No, you must walk without
that light, even without
your hands before your face,
without eyes, without hands,

without face. Poets pretend, but who among us, now or ever, could take the birth-pangs he conceived. Perhaps the cold chill of the metal had turned thoughts feverish: I dreamed I saw, as if under the power of an optometrist’s close beam, the back of my eyeball.

Aching concave membrane
The same abrasions I had
clarified in cleaning
White scales harshly
                  brushed away

The day after the dream I anoint the statues with lemon oil, rubbing the fragrance into fanned-out folds where robe and dress resemble rock faces. Thin chiseled lines and ripples spreading like water blown over rock, oil       into corpse-wound contusions

Easter Vigil

Who is it looks at me
through the reflex of a candle flame
in the polished mahogany

      All that I have done
      flickers in the dark of the not done
      flickers in the great winged dark

            The hull resonates in the breaking
            swell of the Gloria
            The light is sudden    blinding

The world in its age grows godly-hollow
What cargo did I dream on
in the long candle readings

      Blown wax
      spatters on the red brick floor
      Any vessel will do

            any hold
            any night to hide the night
            any cistern for the moon

            O any sister light

“The Mystery's Festal Garment”

Another year I gloss
the red brick for Easter

      the rag soaked
      and stiffening with wax

            I have polished
            the confessional

            but I do that everywhere

Blessing earth not
voided by the love of heaven

      Rubbing the black
      grout with lacquer

            Pressing light into the stone

***

      Proof
      follows praxis

            as fact
            follows form

      “We know all that!
      —what a foolish

            thing to say. Anyone
            can know the story”

      but to be present
      where love is the form

            to be
            a worker in the Work

David Mutschlecner  

David Mutschlecner lives and works in New Mexico. He has published three books with Ahsahta, most recently Enigma and Light (2012). Mutschlecner currently has work in New American Writing.

Copyright © 2013 Center for Literary Publishing
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David Mutschlecner. "The Sculptor of Sleep, and: Easter Vigil, and: "The Mystery’s Festal Garment"." Colorado Review 1.3 (2013): 135-139. Project MUSE. Web. 11 Nov. 2013. <http://muse.jhu.edu/>.
Mutschlecner, D.(2013). The Sculptor of Sleep, and: Easter Vigil, and: "The Mystery’s Festal Garment". Colorado Review 1(3), 135-139. Center for Literary Publishing. Retrieved November 11, 2013, from Project MUSE database.
David Mutschlecner. "The Sculptor of Sleep, and: Easter Vigil, and: "The Mystery’s Festal Garment"." Colorado Review 1, no. 3 (2013): 135-139. http://muse.jhu.edu/ (accessed November 11, 2013).
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