Jan/Feb 2016 Poetry Special Feature |
Artwork by Karen Fox Tarlton
Reasons to Wake up Long before Morning, Homesick
If a fire is brewing at the foot of your river bed
if the buildings start resembling mountains
and the lightning poles become Christmas trees
on construction sitesif we recognize nothing we build can be complete
if anniversary means red-eye flights and video call static
if your hands swallow the blanket and reveal
the gaps in the curtainsif the maps we studied bleed through the jagged
lilting skyline and all the lines crack
into our skulls, caress our elbows in the streetlightIf the morning answers? If the neighbors don't?
if we forget the polished opal we squirrel away in pockets
shames the stars and Venus, even some nights
the Moonif hunger reminds us we still have a quarter-tank
and eleven dollars of change in the floorboardsif the ignition wakes only the raccoon in the sewer
if bridges become breadcrumbs
if the flames melt your gas pedal
if you take nothing with you