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Why spend love? Why make available a narrative that evaporates like rubbing alcohol on cotton?
Do I strategize against wound even as I head full tilt?
If I lie on my back and breathe the air the trees in the courtyard expire into the window perhaps I may stop forgetting myself, quit looking for some other to locate my own body.
What I do find after coming alone is if I press my ear flat to the bed
I can hear my heartbeat in the springs of the mattress deeply.
On your own, you write to me. Mortal and stunningly adequate. ]
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Long Afternoons
by Adam Zagajewski
Those were the long afternoons when poetry left me.
The river flowed patiently, nudging lazy boats to sea.
Long afternoons, the coast of ivory.
Shadows lounged in the streets, haughty manikins in shopfronts
stared at me with bold and hostile eyes.
Professors left their schools with vacant faces,
as if the Iliad had finally done them in.
Evening papers brought disturbing news,
but nothing happened, no one hurried.
There was no one in the windows, you weren’t there;
even nuns seemed ashamed of their lives.
Those were the long afternoons when poetry vanished
and I was left with the city’s opaque demon,
like a poor traveler stranded outside the Gare du Nord
with his bulging suitcase wrapped in twine
and September’s black rain falling.
Oh, tell me how to cure myself of irony, the gaze
that sees but doesn’t penetrate; tell me how to cure myself
of silence.
We’d lift gin from your mother’s cabinet
and walk the hallways of Robert Asp Middle
taking swigs in plain sight from a 20 oz
Pepsi Clear, your gap tooth flashing
at teachers we passed, your hands forgetting
to pass the bottle, screwing and unscrewing
the cap. After that I moved. We lost track.
The news was six months old by the time
I heard. When they don’t say what happened
you know what happened. We used to catch
rides from highschoolers out to the Red to jump
the bridge. Water thick with clay. Red with clay.
We kept close watch for underwater logs.
Smoked Menthols. A 40-foot drop into swirls
of currents. One time you stayed under
and kicked downstream to trick me. Nervous,
I stared at the surface for signs. No signs.
I stumbled down the bank to dive in.
The moment you were certain you had me
the valley cracked with your laughter.
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