The declination of desire
is greatly to be desired.
Likewise cessation of laud and lisp.
Out of the west window, lights like the lights of floating seabirds.
Tides of darkness rock them among the trees, back and forth,
Forth and back,
Desire, at last, a remembered landscape,
and never the same hurt twice.
—Charles Wright, from “Charles Wright and the 940 Locust Avenue Heraclitean Rhythm Band” in Buffalo Yoga (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2004)