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Oct/Nov 2019 Poetry |
Hard Energy
The sea cries with its meaningless voice.
It flies through itself like light. It sails
into broken syllables of want
like a woman looking backward.And it is large. And it grows larger—
a force determined
washing over the world.I'm reminded of
hard energy, like the stars.
Cento Sources: Ted Hughes, Michael Ryan, Courtney Hitson, Naomi Shihab Nye, Stephen Dobyns, Robin Shectman, R. T. Smith, Christopher Presfield, Thom Gunn
As if Language Resisted Death
I keep looking around me
for what isn't there. Yet somewhere
the pulse of a phrase
does not vanish.I believe in the soul, so far,
behind the foaming flesh.Like all things, the secrets reorder the order of our language.
Cento Sources: Philippe Jaccottet, Mary Oliver, Liz Beasley, Helen Degen Cohen, Gary Soto, Charles Simic, Wendy Barker, Jessamyn Birrer
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