Singing in My Difficult Mountains
Helot for what time there is
In the baptist hegemony of death.
For what time there is summer,
Island, cornice. Weeping
And singing of what declines
Into the earth. But of having,
Not of not having. What abounds.
Amazed morning after morning
By the yielding. What times there are.
My fine house that love is.
RON SILLIMAN has written and edited 40 books, and had his poetry and criticism translated into 16 languages. Silliman was a 2012 Kelly Writers House Fellow, the 2010 recipient of the Levinson Prize from the Poetry Foundation, a 2003 Literary Fellow of the National Endowment for the Arts, a 2002 Fellow of the Pennsylvania Arts Council, and a 1998 Pew Fellow in the Arts. Silliman has a plaque in the walk dedicated to poetry in his home town of Berkeley and a sculpture in the Transit Center of Bury, Lancaster, a part of the Irwell Sculpture Trail. He lives in Chester County, Pennsylvania and teaches at the University of Pennsylvania.
