In Constant Incandescence / Poems

Try to describe light and it’s hopeless/ Nothing can quite catch in words luminous nothingness/ Hold something up in light and it’s revealed in it say a/ miniature Easter Island head now brought out in its/ full strangeness by the surrounding illumination/ But how can you hold up something like light in light and hope to achieve/ the thing the flash the flat surrounding splashy airiness of brightness/ in whose beneficence everything/ including us is revealed?...