The Geometry of Poetry
For more information on this week's poet, Rita Dove, see the following links:
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/185
http://www.people.virginia.edu/~rfd4b/
Geometry
I prove a theorem and the house expands:
the windows jerk free to hover near the ceiling,
the ceiling floats away with a sigh.
As the walls clear themselves of everything
but transparency, the scent of carnations
leaves with them. I am out in the open
and above the windows have hinged into butterflies,
sunlight glinting where they've intersected.
They are going to some point true and unproven.