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Cover\nCopyright\nContents\ncaveat\ncounterparts\nthe fox and the crow\n1 (in which both old and new appear to be unruly)\n2 (in which fast-moving minds all aflutter reason together)\n3 (in which the tongue unfurls in a hurried succession)\n4 (in which stories are startled into life like detonations)\n5 (in which opposites attract and counterparts quarrel)\n6 (in which the arc of the tale evolves then moves on)\n7 (in which all asymmetrical parts are partly unknown)\n8 (in which the pursuit becomes a conceit of possibility)\n9 (in which thinking and thoughts are not ever together)\n10 (in which the persistence of detection is unsuccessful)\n11 (in which the hubbub of verb is a clamour and buzz)\n12 (in which one thought middlemost slips into another)\n13 (in which parts of a journey are odysseys of absolute)\n14 (in which a presence is largely continuous until it’s not)\n15 (in which a voice of belief is left to its own devices)\n16 (in which momentary motion is embedded in a body)\nprimaryparts (desire memory anatomy)\nprelude: the form of a motion\nmy tongue flies away\nin our every cell / a tiny alphabet\nwith my eyes / shut\nhe slides his hand up her leg\nfaces / grinning from the dark\nparadise caught in the ear\nthe mind in the act\nthe bit of seedcake out of my mouth\nhow my lover’s skin smelt of it\na body has / to be a body\na sweet hand right now\nbrushed with his thumb the nut of her nipple\nis there a woman in this text\nmissingparts (decomposing Sappho)\nAphrodite of the spangled mind\nif ever before / you caught my voice far off\nfine birds brought you\nquick sparrows over the black earth\nif she does not love, soon she will love\nto tell / tongue / to tell tales\nwhoever he is who opposite you / sits and listens\nclose / to your sweet speaking\nno speaking / is left in me\nyou burn me\nmy / mind like a mountain wind falling\ntwo states of mind in me\nhaving been breathed out\nclearsounding\nsweetworded desires\nSappho, why\nyou would let loose your longing\nshe bites her tender mind\nneither for me honey nor the honey bee\ntransparent dress\nto guard against a vainly barking tongue\nyou will go your way among dim shapes\nmy thinking / not thus / is arranged\nNOTES AND ACKNOWLEDGMENTS