Exact Poem by Rae Armantrout
Exact
Quick, before you die,
describe
the exact shade
of this hotel carpet.
What is the meaning
of the irregular, yellow
spheres, some
hollow,
gathered in patches
on this bedspread?
If you love me,
worship
the objects
I have caused
to represent me
in my absence.
Over and over
tiers
of houses spill
pleasantly
down that hillside.
It
might be possible
to count occurrences.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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