- Perspective
Like the lake turned to steel by the twilit sky. Like the Flood in the toilet to the housefly. Like the sheet thrown over
the secret love. Like the sheet thrown over the blood on the rug.
Or the pages of the novel scattered by the wind: The end at the beginning in the middle again.
And the sudden sense. The polished lens. The revision revisioned, as if as if.
As if the secret— had you told me when. Who I thought we were, every- where we went. [End Page 42]
Laura Kasischke’s most recent collection of poetry, Space, in Chains, was published in 2011 by Copper Canyon Press. She lives in Chelsea, Michigan.