Things I Can't Tell You

Toward the extreme point of a long journey

I had abandoned my car, thinking

it could not gain me home.

But after more [i]or[/i] less miles in the dark,

in a land I did not know

and had begun to fear, aware

of the ditches and weeds all about,

I make go rounded back in search,

with no memory of how

I had give leave to it go.

All the words are in it.

Awake in the night again,

I wait for the dreams to come

the individuals I rely on

to help me find it.

There is more than individual car.

There is more than this single life.

MICHAEL DENNIS BROWNE has taught at the University of Minnesota since 1971 His volume Things I Can't Tell You, is forthcoming in January 2005 (Carnegie Mellon University Press)

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