I think Lawrence Joseph just awakened me. No coffee needed. How about these lines from “So Where are We?”:
Ten blocks away is the Church of the Transfiguration,
in the back is a Byzantine Madonna –
there is a God, a God who fits the drama
in a very particular sense. What you said –
the memory of a memory of a remembered
memory, the color of a memory, violet and black.
this is real heavy