Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Tuesday poem #247 : James Meetze : CURTAILED

Ended as to en-dead 
to close a life.
What then opens after?

A supernova’s proof
loosed throughout 
the interstellar medium

like a spate of words
the comment thread

of one body politic
or another.


A mirrored door
conceals an unknown
organizational fold 
behind the known, or 
what we want to see.


In the space between
the road and the curb
in the space of memory

an arm of husky shadow
lifts off, up into the sun

as my father dispatches 
a rattlesnake’s head 
from the rivulet of its body
with a shovel.


Orpheus, too
lost his head
and went on
uncoiling a rope
of expletives

James Meetze [Metz] is the author of three books of poetry, including Phantom Hour and Dayglo, which was selected by Terrance Hayes as winner of the 2010 Sawtooth Poetry Prize, both published by Ahsahta Press. He is also the editor, with Simon Pettet, of Other Flowers: Uncollected Poems by James Schuyler (FSG, 2010). He lives in San Diego, where he teaches creative writing and film studies at Ashford University and, with Ken White, writes for film and television.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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