2 New Yorker Poems

There are two notable poems in th 5/4 New Yorker. "Tompkins Square" by Anthony Walton includes the following lines: "content with indefinite apprehension," "sprang from the facticity of her body," "simple theater of one man and one woman," "swallowed all intentions," "Experience and Recrimination," and "uncertain scholars of the inevitable." Spoiler alert: the two would be lovers consummate  in a friend's studio. The second poem is a "A Theory on the Origin of Language" by Tishani Doshi.  Is she tipping her hat to "Pale Fire "I was the shadow of the waxwing slain," when she begins. "a lapwing piercing the still dark still." Later,  "The ancestors of lapwings--they had feathers for a million years before ever using them to fly."  From an evolutionary point of view, this last line is spot on. But the title is the poem too and it makes the reader take one step back. Is it hyperbole or supposition?

read "Double Reverse Midas Touch" by Francis Levy, The East Hampton Star