Quote of the day

I get everything in footnotes –
Second-hand, used up

Meaning depleted
To a dull projectile weight

Damaging in impact
And sinister disreputation

That disguises elaborate architectures
In an image of itself, the ivy swallows
Shivering, in dark green exultation

The way a word evaporates
Spoken too often and too fast 

In that aphasic staccato
Of unceasing railway cars

Crossing points and telegraph lines
In bird-like chitter-chatter

A name murmured on the phone
In  hard magnified breaths

Nevertheless misunderstood 

Irreducible as time-worn stones

With all the bold effacement 
Of that immovable wisdom