
Poet Wrestling with the Blood Hooves
“Contagions. {As you}. I’ve crushed beneath / these blood hooves. Sodden-electrical sting. Touch me”
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“Contagions. {As you}. I’ve crushed beneath / these blood hooves. Sodden-electrical sting. Touch me”
For this month, we looked for poems published recently that speak to the theme of new beginnings. These …
“I don’t know if there is a smaller life / to hope for. A river / passing the house. The fish / floating in the pit
of its belly”
By Kyle Dargan
“I am tired. I want to be / worthy of an alternative undoing / to which I might surrender—”
“his words suave like jazz / musica his grinning keys / leaving us trembling with sparks / of enlightenment”
“Your kids. / Have you willed // them your rage? / Will their brains / bleed? Will they?”
By Roy White
“Surgeons, / like poets, brook no ideas but in things.”
“Pitched past pangs of panic, my middle finger / is extended for eternity.”