Gegenstand - John Greaves, Peter Blegvad, Lisa Herman

It but incurs

A lustre in a flood

After many not dislodged

And at each subsidence

Half arises

Half holds to cloudy water

Nature of its anchor kept occult

We keep a current

Flowing from a sluice

Cloud it with corrsives

Hoping to appropriate

What holds its own so well

What tips an ever wider wake