This poem, as so many of Larry's poems, has a way of sneaking up on the reader. The method is simple and yet dives so deep into the subject that there are times when I feel like I have to retrace my steps to see how I got to the places within the poem. The end leaves me chilled, much as his Koudelka poems do. A weaving of personal and imagined narrative that works so well for Levis.
Thanks for posting this one. I was a student of Larry's at Missouri and greatly miss him.... and wonder what wonderful poetry we missed by his passing. Not to say what he did leave behind isn't enough.
I have a poem I wrote for Larry. I am new on this board (I only registered upon finding this posting) and so I don't know if it would be appropriate to include it here. If not, then perhaps someplace on the board...or if I could just send it to you.