The Quest
It’s true, the horizon empties into
a throat, a vibrato escaping its orbit
in the form of a string
Air abrading eves,
pianissimo, I want you
muted in the overall chromo
Begin again small wonder
building notes to touch the ground,
all is opening, diurnal, andante
All to tell you this thing
the world, also, could not be found
—Peter Gizzi
About the Author
Peter Gizzi is the author of Some Values of Landscape and Weather, Artificial Heart, and Periplum and Other Poems 1987-1992. He teaches at the University of Massachusetts Amherst.
