The everything of Mina Loy becomes also the everything of Susanna Gardner's [lapsed insel weary]. Loy's wirepuller from "Love Songs" becomes Gardner's toothpuller. Loy's Arno becomes Gardner's "filthy Potomac":
Now only the filthy Potomoc speaks in itPoetry is so fanfiction. Life, too. Imagine the ways we translate: "I have thrown the central/ port of our desire into my most nar-/ row river: so only I will know where/ I have placed it."
dead-pan sputters in its wry in its hushed-up
way in waves while we have walked in the
nights faint light having since watched
The incoming planes create such strong havoc
abandoned among errant waves over words
we now remain incoherent we now stay