Poems of the Week

26 Nov

THREE POEMS BY JULIE DOXSEE

 
On Yesterday’s Statue
 

The girl swam downstream
 
 
to the desert, found you
asleep as a spider.
 
 
One type of word
bled through
 
 
the undeclared
crawl, beautiful because.
 
 
Off in the jungle
 
 
a tickle of
arms became
 
 
the sound
of geese who
 
 
bathe close
to humans & look deep
 
 
into our eyes.
 
Magnetic Strips
 
When they brought
the pots & pans
 
you banged
out of your body
 
it took seven
humans to carry
 
what came out
of your throat.
 
 
I couldn’t drink
 
a fishbowl of
salt after that;
 
my mouth was
down the street
 
stuck shut.
 
Rock Erodes a Lifespan
 
Clouds take blue from could. Could be clouds are the rind of
a ripe sky.
 
 
An outside eye holds all lakes and oceans in one mirror.
 
 
*all from Undersleep, Octopus Books, 2008.

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