To Ilya and Emilia Kabakov
we'll skate on the wind if all else fails
and bring the stars back in pails
so they won't glaze over
saving the orange groves, too
building the Spring from mementos
oh, all the fading blossoms lest
they fade from memory too
they will say we are negligent
not attending to present business
unaware, fiscally unsound
but there is a crystal stair in every poem
or installation, Kabakovs proved.
others, too.
we can go up them if we choose
or we can stay here.
in a cloying weariness, wilderness bonded.
mary angela douglas 22 june 2019
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