An Improvisation for Soot and Suet

A. R. Ammons

The pebble
fidgeted by freshets,
mouthed by
trout,
buried under bank shoals,
cleared risen by a falling tree's roots,
repossessed crinkled lacy by moss. . .

takes on the rondure
of attack from anywhere,

  its history its loss,
  surface events declared
  by vanishing,

  history what's
  left to tell what left