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Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
09.21.2011
troy, when the walls fell
— 09.21.2011, 11:08 PM
The walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
Achilles’ vengeance canceled out the day.
A man was executed while I slept.
Achilles’ men expected they’d accept
the hollow horse, the camouflaged decay.
Their walls dissolved, Troy’s citizenry wept.
He did not gentle go, and though he kept
beseeching the Achaeans, won no stay.
A man was executed while I slept.
Olympus’ gods were never so inept
as then. Their job’s to know how our hearts weigh.
The walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
I would have dreamed through all of this, except
the television woke me up to say
a man was executed while I slept.
Measureless, his heart’s weight as he stepped
into that room. As death was underway
our walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
A man was executed while we slept—
— 09.21.2011, 11:08 PM
The walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
Achilles’ vengeance canceled out the day.
A man was executed while I slept.
Achilles’ men expected they’d accept
the hollow horse, the camouflaged decay.
Their walls dissolved, Troy’s citizenry wept.
He did not gentle go, and though he kept
beseeching the Achaeans, won no stay.
A man was executed while I slept.
Olympus’ gods were never so inept
as then. Their job’s to know how our hearts weigh.
The walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
I would have dreamed through all of this, except
the television woke me up to say
a man was executed while I slept.
Measureless, his heart’s weight as he stepped
into that room. As death was underway
our walls dissolved. Troy’s citizenry wept.
A man was executed while we slept—
Friday, August 26, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Updates, &c
Two quick updates—
• I've recently been named a finalist for the 2011 Ruth Lilly Fellowship. I'm enormously thankful to the individual readers and the Poetry Foundation overall for selecting me as a finalist, and many thanks to those of you who have wished me luck for the final round. Fingers crossed!
• One of my poems will be appearing in a future issue of The New York Quarterly—details TK.
• I've recently been named a finalist for the 2011 Ruth Lilly Fellowship. I'm enormously thankful to the individual readers and the Poetry Foundation overall for selecting me as a finalist, and many thanks to those of you who have wished me luck for the final round. Fingers crossed!
• One of my poems will be appearing in a future issue of The New York Quarterly—details TK.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Recent Poems
New poems in Prairie Schooner, Indiana Review, and Salt Hill.
Indiana Review also contains a review of Vivisection, and Salt Hill includes a mini-interview with me.
Sean Lovelace has a great "teensy review" of Vivisection up on HTML Giant, along with two other titles. Check it out!
Indiana Review also contains a review of Vivisection, and Salt Hill includes a mini-interview with me.
Sean Lovelace has a great "teensy review" of Vivisection up on HTML Giant, along with two other titles. Check it out!
Monday, March 28, 2011
BWR Issue 37.2
The Spring/Summer 2011 issue of Black Warrior Review is available now. It is mega awesome and you should pick up four to seven copies. Immediately.
Friday, January 28, 2011
New Poems
Three of my poems, "Quarry Song," "Charting the Apartment," and "Love Machine" will appear in issue #27 of Salt Hill Journal (due out in May).
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Friday, December 10, 2010
New Poem
Just heard that my poem, "Vacuum Activity," has been accepted for publication in Indiana Review. Details to follow!
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
After Adam (Poem)
This poem first appeared in the spring 2010 issue of the Colorado Review and was reprinted in Vivisection.
After Adam
A stillness over the face
of the water. Cranes remain
motionless. The air settles,
colonizes the bowed spines
of pine, of cedar, of oak.
The trees exhale, unheard in
the wide silence of the world.
For once there are no voices,
humanity gone, as through
a mirror, looking over
his shoulder as he goes, &
vanishing down the many
paths to the world after men
& the heavens fear neither
skyscrapers nor zeppelins.
His fires burn out. Only the
stars are radioactive,
trillions—the bubble image
of a thousand galaxies
reflected & vanishing
in the distance, through mirrors.
Who could look on that & not
weep, not tear his clothes, his hair?
Creation, so much larger
than we’d feared. Yes, then, better
none remain, the garden of
the earth dimming toward twilight,
shadows over the deep, the
partial darkness of water:
& man, asleep, dreaming of air.
After Adam
A stillness over the face
of the water. Cranes remain
motionless. The air settles,
colonizes the bowed spines
of pine, of cedar, of oak.
The trees exhale, unheard in
the wide silence of the world.
For once there are no voices,
humanity gone, as through
a mirror, looking over
his shoulder as he goes, &
vanishing down the many
paths to the world after men
& the heavens fear neither
skyscrapers nor zeppelins.
His fires burn out. Only the
stars are radioactive,
trillions—the bubble image
of a thousand galaxies
reflected & vanishing
in the distance, through mirrors.
Who could look on that & not
weep, not tear his clothes, his hair?
Creation, so much larger
than we’d feared. Yes, then, better
none remain, the garden of
the earth dimming toward twilight,
shadows over the deep, the
partial darkness of water:
& man, asleep, dreaming of air.
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