Peter Cole

Two Poems
February 23, 2019 Cole Peter

M E M : מ




Thinking’s chariot starts with it:

this merkavah of measured listening, wherein mum’s the ready word riding mem, the mouth closed,

lips resting along one another, kissing silence and yielding hmmm.

Wheels of scorn and praise

turn and bear its throne.





S A M E K H : ס




Even the thought of roundness raises hopes of arriving into a middle

and being between where everything happens and can because it hasn’t yet—

the hole of it filled entirely

with nothing but a faint possibility

lying there in a line drawn

round in the mind like mountains

encircling a town      full of sound

and when you’re near           its fountains

Peter Cole’s most recent book of poems is Hymns & Qualms: New and Selected Poems and Translations (Farrar, Straus and Giroux)