A hears by chance a familiar name, and the name solves a 
      riddle of the past. 
B, in love with A, receives an unsigned letter in which the 

Wherever else I seek
hasn't his grip or gear.

My brother's eye was painted
clear in family portraits.

Where it's rubbed out, start there, where it's torn
where something like a burn in cloth the hot
metal pressed too long, forgotten

Furtive, that's the version I want.
With eyes averted. Downcast, a little sly.

Almost every chance
I could get    As a child

Please    Waitress    More feebly please!    This is
The orangest feebly I have eaten    In a long time

Our high school in Omaha
None of us knew it was Weldon Kees

In training    He loves pretending he is
A layer of skin    Peeled from Death's moonburnt

Because at home, a hundred years ago
On Adriatic cliffs, it fed on seed pods,
Shaking nature’s handouts free.