“Negative Capability,” by Yusef Komunyakaa, appeared in Michigan Quarterly Review’s Summer 1999 issue.
We bring you this poem from The MQR Archives.
The honeysuckle vines are certainThey’ll be here tomorrow morning,Unhushed scent reaching into next month,As I rest the scythe against a stump
To sharpen the curved blade.Their green surety. My uncertainty:That pain in the chest could returnIn the middle of this job, a ferryman
Singing OA miracle defines itself. I loveWhat doesn’t reveal every seam,Every droplet—when doubt owns tongue
& clitoris, heart & penis. I loveMystery, & hope I never touch nakedThreads of reason to answer the slimy,Clueless snout probing the dark.