The Miracle

Animals were a common subject for Brancusi, though, excepting humans, he focused exclusively on those that fly or swim. The Miracle (Seal [I]) is a typical artwork that reflects the natural and encountered his poet. He is known for his “simplified, stylized, curved works which expressed, or at least suggested, ideals or non-concrete concepts.”(1) 

POET The Miracle (Seal [1])
Like a slug erect and slimeless.
Like a supple android thigh
pointing toward the sun.

Like slick bodies in the harbor
that bark and fart,
launching themselves
on the beams beneath the pier.

Gastropodic, robotic,
mammalian but not miraculous, hardly sacred.
I could say that God receded but
when I was eight

the mothers of the neighborhood
prayed for a miracle for the grandfather in Nevada
with Leukemia.

Listen: it came to pass. The grandfather
got up and walked around and flew out
for Easter dinner that year. Later, I lost

the long-haired man in the sky. I lost the devil
with his peeling skin. But I held the grandfather
in Nevada, the whispering

mothers willing him to rise. A marble shape
is not miracle but mineral plus mind
plus labor. Yet it arcs up
just so

like a man stretching after a long sleep
like a seal throwing herself
onto the safe plane
where she can rest.