CONTEMPORARY WOMEN POETS
COLETTE INEZ
WESTERN TIME CONCEPTS
A is packed in a box . Goodbye.
We have known him all our lives,
the drab accretions.
B begins to cry, we cannot know
his enterprise.
Both A and B are framed in our field.
Looking back, we see the past from C,
our earth which boxes in the dead
like points
departing from their origin.
Look for Genghis Khan in D, he slumps
in a far back box, horizon's line,
names receding, Hannibal.
E outside the frame will seize the field
as we drift towards Carthage, Hannibal's mount,
the steeds of Khan riding out of memory .
We expect to predict what has not arrived
but will come to us in a cavalcade
of this and that until we are A,
packed in a box, composed, crosschecked
in memory's conveyances.
ABCD even E are alert in the archives
of our fiction.
