I have never found it true: the dream
through some brief ministry of joy— Learning
from men at lines of urinals the strategies
translation, but the bearing-up of body as against
I would be broken—
Finding his genitals offended him Origen tore them out
Whoever will drink from my mouth
Nights, I Called Out to You, and Your Name to My Mouth Was Sweet
Mornings, you answered,
Garth Greenwell is a Mellon Fellow at Harvard University, where he studies English and American literature. He has new poems in Salmagundi, Boston Review, Pleiades, and elsewhere; his criticism appears in Harvard Review, American Book Review, West Branch, and is forthcoming in Parnassus. An earlier version of "Ekstasis" was published by Slope.
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