Two
Poems
by Gracie
Leavitt
Raw, asleep in the heath
Palsied umbrage of my inmind nave
---- monastic prank, you ---- you swoon in your not
my amnesia ---- swoon between the canvas houses ---- you deflect the
river of my mind
---- its banks between the canvas houses.
Androgynous canto ---- asleep in the heath ---- shakes its withers
---- cooks our livers ----
where we come from ---- naked on its own ---- not to lie but to lie
---- sick pretender
asleep in the heath ---- sick with tremors overlapping.
Oh fetus clad in genius ---- brutal genius ---- nested in nightly
luck ---- saw pass comet of
animal symbols ---- saw carioca annulled by childish treble ---- this
was in the ebb-tinged
sham or the coruscating wake.
The
banns
Lest sang daw ---- divides the cloak ---- daw out from paradise ----
it was the starve
pulled wheel of stars ---- and back they all do come ---- you see
---- when I am with one
loving.
Fateless ---- I am then not one of you ---- who they still ---- so
hold so dear ---- that
ebbing ebbing verse ---- and spared no pains ---- for stroke the syntax
of his thirst ----
moving back and forth ad astra ---- the way it was back then.
But he has yet to chalk the foal ---- has yet been where you tread
---- where not one has
birthed nor died ----where pale does hitch chime to forest ---- weeping
---- of my mind
---- here’s to the sum of you ---- you come back to compose knots
and traces.
From firmament forth wak’ner bears down ---- hymn dawn ---- hymn
traveler’s approach
---- we ourselves disquieted ---- not to age ---- my word ---- with
grammar, the
quickening ---- stirs belly, combs palsy ---- scarletted ---- whelms
---- for cagey realia
does make thorns invade the blusher ---- and my bride my variorum
---- lest sang daw ----
lately saw you watched you basking in it ---- thieved pillow book
---- abashéd ----
blushed.
At 23 Gracie Leavitt feels
aged by commerce, but charmed by invention. Her poems have appeared
or are forthcoming in such journals as Caketrain, 2River, Fourteen
Hills, and elimae. |
