viernes, marzo 19, 2010
Three Poems From Peggy Aylsworth
THE CROWDING THORNS
Reading Lolita, she grew thirsty,
aware she had swallowed
too much sugar.
What surfaced in resistant waves:
desire’s monster. Lollipops
had been too easy.
Sucked into an urge to bite,
she tainted the air with innuendos,
tumbling the woman
from her fragile scaffolding.
Not a plot, but there he was,
ready for her lure
once his wife had crumbled,
a Humpty Dumpty without horses
to refit her pieces.
The prickly vines curl round
and round, sprouting their
nightshade, undetected, til
the birds’ song dwindles
in the crowding thorns.
GATHER THE PIECES
Her world grew steadier with lines
and configurations to build safety
out of wood. In the eyes of cows
she found a door, entered their chests.
One day, the pieces fit, broken crockery
not whole, but standing on its own.
Without customary language we rely
on the sound of weather or water
slipping through the hands of children.
In the wilds of Wyoming horses blocked
the road. That night snow shifted the light,
pulling faded shadows out of the cracks.
The woman in the bed refuses to wait
for the cat to jump into her lap. Signals
of life and death travel over wide landscapes,
crows flying, trembling the winter trees.
THE RATTLE OF NO REPLY
The days torn at the edges,
crows unraveling the tapestry.
I slip to the far end of my premise,
pressed by the leftover reckoning .
Each room breaks its windows
from inside. Wind, a false prophet
of weather. Birds spread the air,
a response on the broken wire.
Unwrap. My words tick into time,
hanging themselves, still wet,
on a line too distant. And yes,
the berries are drying to stone.
Peggy Aylsworth's poems have appeared in Beloit Poetry Journal, Rattle, The Emily Dickinson Anthology, Ars Interpres, Poetry New Zealand, and other journals in the US and abroad. She is the author of a collection of poems titled Small Lightning. Additionally, Aylsworth collaborated with her husband Norm Levine on two books of poems from Momentum Press: Letters to the Same Address and Along These Lines. A retired psychotherapist, she lives in Santa Monica, California.
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