The Vulnerability of Order

Wildness and disorder. Martine Bellen's third collection of poetry taps into the chaotic and irrepressible spirit which inspires artistic expression. Whether exploiting philosophical fragments from ancient Greece or penetrating the rituals of the great world religions, Bellen is in search of a model through which artists might organize the expansiveness of the human spirit.

"Bellen is a sensualist with a taste for vernacular as refined as C.D. Wright's...--Bellen's giddy, insouciant renderings of our thickly mythic polis seem fresh, and appear to create their author from the tactile fragments of the text."--Publishers Weekly

Martine Bellen's Tales of Murasaki won the 1999 National Poetry Series Award. She lives in New York.

For the Saturday Evening Girls' Pottery Club

Please, oh please, spread something sweet

Over my shredded wheat

That rests upon this yellow plate,

fired in its biscuit state.

Mystic swastika hands abound,

Fortune, luck, well-being found,

And bowls with bands of ducks

and trees, ring around the ABCs.

Hand-thrown pots incised in ink;

Still-soft clay initials sink.

Please, today, come sip some tea

with small designs, each cup's jolie,

The harmony lies not in line

But deeper in the object's rhyme.

Magic Musee for Joseph Cornell

(excerpt)

She, who's overconscious of her cage

Formed from heat, moisture, frost, concealment,

How it drips, freezes, fogs

How it forms columnar cracks gashed with glass

Toward the blue peninsula, gravity flight

The visible half of reflection

Attempting to obtain the solidity of an object

Or to remove the clothing of sound, genealogical anxiety,

Disrobing at the hotel Eden

Inventing a way in

To that which is built over concept

Pochahontas

(excerpt)

Too far away to be

seen singly, they come

Together. The coat-wearing

People. They come

On floating isles. Carry

Thunder sticks. They look

For back seas where clove

And mulberry grow. They come

From beyond the gr