IX. Passée inaperçue

IX. Passée inaperçue

Obstinacy recrosses the threshold’s shifted tumblers—With nine

Being one of the access numbers; an impulse on its parapet travels,

Fingerprint whorls, a three’s lower half of arcuate fasciculus kempt

With novelty and navigation reckoned in the post-flight shower as a glass frog
Under scourge of cabin pressure, as if immobilized by loquacity, a silt

Facies of the Sidon coast, An Unnecessary Woman’s offhanded four corners—

Dürer’s St. Jerome (1514), offered Alfred Neumeyer’s bottled glass window (1961, 1965), a corner

Out of which he rages at a bookrest; the initial tendriled from a gourd—Excluding three of nine

Dated, signed plates—Jonah’s is worm-eaten, Stevens’ two are distended on their vines (1920); silt-pitted

By an erythema of rime—John Cale’s Dying on the Vine (1985), in which a drum machine travels,

Peeling back the lateral sulcus of left taxis-right symbolic into a semblance; kempt

For lost time, of a punchline—After nine true vertebrae, a fused span of spine, frogs

Ossify an earlier extremity as the urostyle; distributed tails out of which toads; really frogs,

Seem with perforated hexagrams of the I-Ching—A froggish Corydon moon-swallowing at a corner

17.Sui/Following, or an ignis fatuus before the autumn turnover of lake; Rilke, the kempt
Guest of von Thurn und Taxis (1912) as Freud decoded taboo, a Polynesian word—Lacking nine

Retinue pheromones, or the honeybee’s dosage, more deadly than rattlesnake venom, to silt
Up our wayward channels of activity—Gass (2000), on the first of The Duino Elegies, the stylistic marks from the visual cortex travel

Along the angular gyrus to Wernicke’s for processing; the angel loomed into a prayer rug traveling
Because beauty is nothing but the start of a terror we can hardly bear (Poulin), or a frog

Conveying the scorpion, whose innate nature is to sting the motor to Broca’s cortexes, percolate the silt—

Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings (III.iii.262), with laryngeal folds to batter air in clandestine corners

There is a paucity of speech, a foedus, or pact, such as one transferred by Trystero and Thurn and Taxis mail depositors, with unkempt

Foeda, filthy or disgraceful, in two tenses—Unwilling to lie in the bed made for her, the dream’s nine

Boxes, their summation, in any direction, which made fifteen, by an interpretive anvil falling for nine

Days until reaching Tartarus—Uriel, the guardian, pointing from the right in the Virgin of the Rocks to her spotlit girdle, as origami, traveling

Into Epitaph XLI, an Euler Prime, of Middlemarch (1874) watching the planetary progress from the Sun’s kempt

Neurological intermediate—Francesco Clemente’s demarcated wash through the eyes of frogs

Of The Nonexistent Knight (1959, 1962), or The Blue Octavo Notebooks (1917-1919), the silted

Meaning of the squire’s misfortune is the shambling page; apart from for Kafka, these are cornered

Women writing this—Sister Theodora and Aaliyah, the latter the towering one by which we are compared cornering
Malte Laurids Brigge’s afterhalf (1910) on the risers of reading—Letters constrained to nine

To fourteen REM, the visual cortex perfusing the Roman reclamations of Heliopolis, Baalbeck silted

Into some monstrous expanse of marsh, of Balbec or Cabourg, by an interpenetrating traveler—
That coastal city where Roman ruins are built onto Cyclopean pavement outside of Beirut, kempt,
Even with the eroding roof sculptures of Antony and Cleopatra, by written capstans and pulley blocks—Rather, the worn frog

Skin is pulled off and ingested; to be endured yet adored since it disdains to destroy us (Behn), and so to the cornered, Lycra-sheened frog—
Rilke addresses the bird of God informally, you pierce my heart (1905)—Placing here, a rain-silted birdhouse gourd before traveling
Nine levels of consciousness, with the thought to read your face, your sonority with the arcuate fasciculus semi-circled like an orchestra pit—