- 1
La Dispute - Such Small Hands
- 2
La Dispute - The Last Lost Continent
- 3
La Dispute - King Park
- 4
La Dispute - The Castle Builders
- 5
La Dispute - Andria
- 6
La Dispute - Nobody, Not Even the Rain
- 7
La Dispute - I Shaved My Head
- 8
La Dispute - The Most Beautiful Bitter Fruit
- 9
La Dispute - A Poem
- 10
La Dispute - All Our Bruised Bodies And The Whole Heart Shrinks
- 11
La Dispute - Fall Down, Never Get Back Up Again
- 12
La Dispute - Then Again, Maybe You Were Right
- 13
La Dispute - A Broken Jar
- 14
La Dispute - Autofiction detail
- 15
La Dispute - Man With Hands And Ankles Bound
- 16
La Dispute - Nine
- 17
La Dispute - One
- 18
La Dispute - Safer in the Forest / Love Song for Poor Michigan
- 19
La Dispute - Woman (In Mirror)
- 20
La Dispute - A Word Of Welcome And Of Warning
- 21
La Dispute - Anxiety Panorama
- 22
La Dispute - Bury Your Flames
- 23
La Dispute - Damaged Goods
- 24
La Dispute - Fairmount
- 25
La Dispute - Footsteps At The Pond
- 26
La Dispute - Fulton Street I
- 27
La Dispute - Last Blues For Bloody Knuckles
- 28
La Dispute - Objects In Space
- 29
La Dispute - Sad Prayers For Guilty Bodies
- 30
La Dispute - Said the King To the River
- 31
La Dispute - Seven
- 32
La Dispute - St. Paul Missionary Baptist Church Blues
- 33
La Dispute - Thirteen
- 34
La Dispute - Why It Scares Me
- 35
La Dispute - 35
- 36
La Dispute - A
- 37
La Dispute - A Departure
- 38
La Dispute - A Letter
- 39
La Dispute - Edit Your Hometown
- 40
La Dispute - Edward Benz, 27 Times
- 41
La Dispute - Eight
- 42
La Dispute - Eleven
- 43
La Dispute - Extraordinary Dinner Party
- 44
La Dispute - First Reactions After Falling Through the Ice
- 45
La Dispute - Five
- 46
La Dispute - For Mayor in Splitsville
- 47
La Dispute - Four
- 48
La Dispute - Fulton Street Ii
- 49
La Dispute - Future Wars
- 50
La Dispute - Harder Harmonies
- 51
La Dispute - He Is Here, He Is Not Afraid
- 52
La Dispute - How I Feel
- 53
La Dispute - Hudsonville Mi
- 54
La Dispute - I See Everything
- 55
La Dispute - In Northern Michigan
- 56
La Dispute - Last Blues
- 57
La Dispute - New Storms For Older Lovers
- 58
La Dispute - Only Everything Below
- 59
La Dispute - Rhodonite And Grief
- 60
La Dispute - Scenes from Highways 1981-2009
- 61
La Dispute - See You In Vancouver
- 62
La Dispute - Shall Never Lose It's Power
- 63
La Dispute - Six
- 64
La Dispute - Stay Happy There
- 65
La Dispute - Steve
- 66
La Dispute - Sunday Morning, At a Funeral
- 67
La Dispute - Ten
- 68
La Dispute - The Child We Lost
- 69
La Dispute - The Surgeon And The Scientist
- 70
La Dispute - There You Are (Hiding Place)
- 71
La Dispute - Three
- 72
La Dispute - To Withstand The Force Of Storms
- 73
La Dispute - Twas The Night Before Christmas
- 74
La Dispute - Twelve
- 75
La Dispute - Two
- 76
La Dispute - Untitled
- 77
La Dispute - View From Our Bedroom Window
- 78
La Dispute - Woman (Reading)
- 79
La Dispute - You And I In Unison
- 80
La Dispute - You Ascendant
Seven
La Dispute
Spring-cleaning his little home.
First with brooms, then with dusters;
Then on ladders and steps and chairs,
With a brush and a pail of whitewash;
Till he had dust in his throats and eyes,
And splashes of whitewash all over his black fur.
Spring was moving in the air above
And in the earth below and around him,
Penetrating even his small dark and lowly little house
With its spirit of divine discontent and longing.
It was small wonder, then,
That he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor
And said, "Bother!"
Something up above was calling him.
So he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged
and then scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped,
Working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself,
"Up we go! Up we go!"
Until at last, pop.
His snout came out into the sunlight
And he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow.
"This is fine," he said to himself.
And jumping off all his four legs at once
In the joy of living and the delight of spring,
He pursued his way across the meadow
Till he reached the hedge on the further side.
Hither and thither through the meadows he rambled busily,
Finding everywhere birds building, flowers budding, leaves thrusting
everything happy, and progressive, and occupied.
And instead of having an uneasy conscience pricking him,
He somehow could only feel how jolly it was to be
The only idle dog among all these busy citizens.
He thought his happiness was complete when,
As he meandered aimlessly along,
Suddenly he stood by the edge of a full-fed river.
Never in his life had he seen a river before
This sleek, sinuous, full-bodied animal, chasing and chuckling,
Gripping this with a gurgle and leaving them with a laugh,
To fling itself on fresh playmates that shook themselves free,
And were caught and held again.
All was a-shake and a-shiver
Flints and gleams and sparkles, rustle and swirl, chatter and bubble.
The mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated.
By the side of the river he trotted as on trots,
when very small, by the side of a man
who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories;
And when tired at last, he sat on the bank,
While the river chattered on to him,
A babbling procession of the best stories in the world,
Sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.
The mole waggled his toes from sheer happiness,
Spread his chest with a sigh of full contentment,
And leaned back blissfully.
"What a day I'm having," he said.
