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As the resident artist at EcoHealth, my verse these days finds inspiration in the specter of future pandemics; for my dissertation at Amerika-Institut of LMU M√ľnchen, where I edit a weekly circular of U.S. poetry, I'm anatomizing the prosody of E. A. Robinson's sonnets—I also teach English and tutor composition.

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Tanagra


by Alfred Corn


Hellenic times so slight as you a ware

Foreknew how it was that laws like gravity's
Had immersed your stance in streamlike drapery
And fixed your earthen gaze on Theban stars.
Since you were cast to see as sculpture sees,
Change you cannot support you will ignore,
Memento of future but still classic terrors,
The darkening pull down perpetuity.
That myth invoked, assume it as one more
Mantle.  Too near to breath to choose the dead,
You help the traveler ford the dream he dreads,
Who stand in fluted robes on modern shores,
A single column, capital your head
That bears the pondered weight of what we are.

Note:  A recitation can be heard here.

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