Tuesday, August 10, 2021

Tuesday poem #436 : Jaclyn Piudik : Synthese)



gone, that kick of the soul that fondled light
in pseudonym

maudits quote the breaking deluge
home-grown wars encumbered bilingually

a florilegium: jaded synchronicities –
ferocious pastels boxed in by ennui
amid a commune of fossils

apropos of bones   abhorred ruins:
remorse trails in long verses
two days’ death fans out like a rose sure of its pale

we’re lagging in solipsism
the words just uttered, impatient to become history,

to hear the eye open –

let’s talk of things we don’t remember
feel the body biologique          (so cramped by the body politic

let’s low univocally at the heights of surrender




Jaclyn Piudik is the author of To Suture What Frays (Kelsay Books 2017) and three chapbooks,  the corpus undone in the blizzard (Espresso Chapbooks 2019), Of Gazelles Unheard (Beautiful Outlaw 2013) and The Tao of Loathliness (fooliar press 2005/8).  Her poems have appeared in numerous anthologies and journals, including New American Writing, Columbia Poetry Review, Burning House and Barrow Street.  She received a New York Times Fellowship for Creative Writing and the Alice M. Sellers Award from the Academy of American Poets. Piudik  holds an M.A. in Creative Writing from the City College of New York, as well as an M.A. and Ph.D. in Medieval Studies from the University of Toronto.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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