by McKenzie | Nov 16, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
ELEGY IN WHICH A BIRD APPEARS I will make of my mind a scrape nest for your absence. Clear a swale for silences. Hollow it deep. Let it wild be with sorrow. Let it small psalm home again. And when it becomes difficult to imagine nothing as solid as a...
by McKenzie | Nov 15, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
MOTHER’S LIPS After the Tsunami in Japan You have no father, my mother said & wiped my neck with a long towel;...
by McKenzie | Nov 14, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
I AM MAD AND THIS IS HOW I DANCE I wheel my bed into the yard, stand it upright, braced on all sides by ropes. I am too small to house skies, bat-winged angels drunk on tar, dogs scraping their tongues against pavement. My veins finger through cement...
by McKenzie | Nov 13, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
AFTER READING RUMI I say my prayers upside down, the wind blowing me like a clothespinned robe, my little bat hands curled together. I look for God in a school of fish. I look for God in Mammoth Cave. I look for God in an air balloon. If Jesus’ hot coal...
by McKenzie | Nov 12, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
HOTEL BERLIN In the rooms of a rundown palace You said, Ruined. You said, Princess. You said nothing to me For three long weeks. The color of that room Is eel-black. When I was a girl and still German, I stood alone At the end of the sea. You may have...
by McKenzie | Nov 11, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
AFTERNOON 3 After the storm, my daughter runs...
