OVER CONNECTICUT: EMINENT DOMAIN
Inland, the antique milemarkers spread
jammed up this afternoon, though built for speed—
of Prudence Crandall's schoolroom heritage,
We miss her now. We parcel out her land.
New London's keeping Groton in its sights;
New Haven is old scores and old concrete,
the Sound turns agate, band by frozen band.
and other things, great mounds, whole civilizations
I miss the Great Society with its sense
in a mist of real estate and demonstrations,
OXO VEGETABLE PEELER
Its mission is not to reveal any one fact or facet, but simply to keep the investigation going, line by line, until some oblong or oblate gets worn enough to take what we recognize as its shape. There are fleshes within each flesh, a core in each core.
Does the peeler know, as it exercises the powers inherent in its metal edge, how with just a little more push or perspicuity it could simply continue, strip after strip, making spirals around a single and continuously diminishing rind or skin, until the entirety of an object lies discarded in the sink, like an abstract proposition disproved? The peeler continues, so easily held...so much we attribute, wrongly, to one human hand.
On OXO: I am going to ask Jessie, from whom I learned what an OXO vegetable peeler was and why OXO products are distinctive, before sending you a note on the poem's germination; if you don't receive such a note later, please run this sentence, including this clause, as that note.