Saturday, April 23, 2011

page 59 / Mary Kasimor

page 59

another twister shortened
the gold
the answers died in electro-
magnetic fields
on marshy land
ducks drink the wet winds

between monday &
friday the river
with realtors
their days waving on
crawl with ants
worms slink
away in metal bands

they wrap their voices around wires
a summer evening
of cotton breezes
also curtains
that blow homeward
I crossed the tea
& learned the witch’s craft
a hobby
of stubborn children play
with herbs &
star crossed skies

she mixes
dust on a veil of rain
water rubbed raw
the stone’s forehead
a chain of events lead to thought
disguising survival’s ancient face
so sad
you said
you died
flipping to regulations on page 59
you float away in a helium
buzz of strawberries

Mary Kasimor
Minnesota, U.S.A.

From the website:

RECONFIGURATIONS: A Journal for Poetics & Poetry / Literature & Culture, ISSN: 1938-3592, Volume 4 (2010): Emergence

[Copyright: RECONFIGURATIONS publishes under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License - Some rights reserved]

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1 comment:

  1. Mary Kasimor: “I have been writing poetry for many years. I see my poetry as a continual exploration of language and how it works in poetry. I often compare poetry to experimental visual art in which the language (or the medium) is broken down and re-assembled in new and interesting ways that then create new and perhaps even multiple meanings.” (Reconfigurations)