Poem by Marianne Moore

Talisman

    Under a splintered mast,
    torn from ship and cast
            near her hull,

    a stumbling shepherd found
    embedded in the ground,
            a sea-gull

    of lapis lazuli,
    a scarab of the sea,
            with wings spread—

    curling its coral feet,
    parting its beak to greet
            men long dead.

1. Diligence Is to Magic as Progress Is to Flight
2. “He Wrote the History Book”, It Said
3. Feed Me, Also, River God
4. Black Earth
5. To a Steam Roller

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