This poem is taken from PN Review 273, Volume 50 Number 1, September - October 2023.
Three Poems
Radius and Ulna, an Aubade with Windows Open
Dear dust, enough said about birds:
squeak boxes feathered in silence,
overheated hearts propelled
branch to branch after nothing.
Nothing gained, then back
again. Their eager airs drift in,
suffusing radius and ulna posed on
radius and ulna, prone on supine,
crossover on parallel, x on ll. Excuse
this view all anatomic, geometric,
alphabetic, metonymic, dear dust,
x-ray intrusion of clear sight into
the overarching and the under-
stated, this special way of holding
hands. Our still point after eager
...
Dear dust, enough said about birds:
squeak boxes feathered in silence,
overheated hearts propelled
branch to branch after nothing.
Nothing gained, then back
again. Their eager airs drift in,
suffusing radius and ulna posed on
radius and ulna, prone on supine,
crossover on parallel, x on ll. Excuse
this view all anatomic, geometric,
alphabetic, metonymic, dear dust,
x-ray intrusion of clear sight into
the overarching and the under-
stated, this special way of holding
hands. Our still point after eager
...
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