He kept her.
He placed her.
—even more than she, I am that
He made her.
He named her.
I, at the sea. She, within a day or two
He named her in respect
to her failing affect.
—ebbing more swiftly, probably gone
The impression was more or less
that of a sudden wonder.
The most…
the most whole, somehow.
Not just her stammer and pant,
but the whole of her being.
I, not she, am softly carried, smiling— smiling at an absence of grace
