Whole Thought
"We must have the courage, as Kierkegaard says, to think a thought whole."--Roethke

I.
This epigraph is three-deep
in Kierkegaard, Roethke, and me.

It is lately accessible to those
who read my bulletin board.

Three-deep is not right anymore,
in that case, and besides,
I was told about this quotation
by someone else, who wanted me
to know. It was an act of love.

II.
On one corner of my desk is a rock
too big for a normal paperweight.

It is quartz with traces of rust and dirt.
I have an unspoken agreement with myself
as to which side is up and which is down.

Sometimes I set it more heavily than necessary
upon the things I will take to the main office.
Sometimes it is the mail I'm sending out. My
son gave me the rock, and he sometimes asks
about it. I would use it anyway, now,
I believe.

III.
On the same corner of my desk
is a pipe, which delicately curves.

I started smoking it in St. Louis
when my sons were traveling with me.

the bit is black plastic;
the bowl, a reddish-brown briar.

A shiny, tin-colored collar separates or joins them.

It is a marked contrast to the tall white rock.

IV.
Two oranges I have kept here for weeks,
since Halloween, when nobody came to knock,
are drying out in different ways. The smaller
one is crinkling like an old man, and the larger
is plaiding-up, with a pulpy feel. I wonder
if, should I open it, it would prove out
black as a bit or reddish-brown, like rust
or burnt briar. I must take them home
and throw them out, or add them to the salad.

--Robert W. Hill
Shenandoah, 1980