“…the miracle brings to light the limits of what I build as my world.” Jean-Luc Marion “Believing in Order to See” p. 90
August dusk, low tide
there’s only one swan preening,
its long neck shimmers
the last one? The cove
will swarm with multitudes on
the last day, some say
or Parmenides:
the wide-eyed moon, spotless sun,
light a foreigner
(Bringhurst translator).
So as dusk falls, WHAT IS is
here, Narragansett
The logical connector ‘So’ at the start of the final section of the poem poses a challenge to the reader. Why does the reflection on hte accounts of the end times lead logically (so)( to the present and the poet’s revelation of it? One way to understand this structure is by realising that the unnameable divine presence the poet perceives as present in the moments and hte place of NBaragansett Bay prepares for that final suberababundance, the great return of all things in the Resurrection, to put it in dogmatic terms.