Marianne Moore: The Mind Is an Enchanting Thing

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The Mind Is an Enchanting Thing

is an enchanted thing
…………like the glaze on a
katydid-wing
……………..subdivided by sun
……………..till the nettings are legion.
Like Gieseking playing Scarlatti;

like the apteryx-awl
…………as a beak, or the
kiwi’s rain-shawl
……………..of haired feathers, the mind
……………..feeling its way as though blind,
walks along with its eyes on the ground.

It has memory’s ear
…………that can hear without
having to hear.
……………..Like the gyroscope’s fall,
……………..truly unequivocal
because trued by regnant certainty,

it is a power of
…………strong enchantment. It
is like the dove-
……………..neck animated by
……………..sun; it is memory’s eye;
it’s conscientious inconsistency.

It tears off the veil, tears
…………the temptation, the
mist the heart wears,
……………..from its eyes—if the heart
……………..has a face; it takes apart
dejection. It’s fire in the dove-neck’s

iridescence; in the
…………inconsistencies
of Scarlatti.
……………..Unconfusion submits
……………..its confusion to proof; it’s
not a Herod’s oath that cannot change.

from Marianne Moore Complete Poems


Enjoy your thanks giving (if you’re stateside, that is…)!  I’ll be back next Monday…

 

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