Stay, for back home
the open mouth
and open arms
are wounds and ever
wind round the spool;
Stay, more is your adventure
here, flowers yet
will bloom, that fist pump,
first jump of possibility
peaking through, like morning
fog that feathers itself
across the horizon
and you, with boots on
hiking through, stay.
~ Sean Wiebe
Sean Wiebe is an assistant professor of language and literacy at the […]
“Use every man after his desert,
and who should ’scape whipping?”
(Hamlet, II.ii)
I gather his cleats, and shin guards, and soccer
socks and toss them in the back in a rush
on the way out, only just remembering to close
the garage door. He has forgotten to call
so dinner is two granola bars and all
my yelling his dessert, as I […]
O I willingly stake all for you
~Whitman
I am counting sunsets
and numbering the hours of sleep
love has gone utterly off
and the way back in is lost.
Silent, I hope for occasional
confirmation that I can keep
hope alive. If only she would
poke her head out from under
the covers and see that I am
undressed, have left everything
at […]
The ordinary can be like medicine
~ Alexie
When she pedals on, the sun
glints off her reflectors, calling back
to push me forward. Her hair
falling from a wild place, she leans
further back to show me a new trick,
a faint smear of peanut butter
tells her age, just play. I move
my legs in lazy loops to catch her,
chain derailed, […]
I’m leaving a bit wound up
kinda groggy from Cowboys
cheering and hooting. Here, there
is always something big brewing
close on the heels of something
even bigger. Seems everyone
is on the home stretch, hand over
fist to riches or fame, a living
national treasure, just like the movies.
Strenuous hours afford the still
impressive illusion of the good
life: Angus beef on the […]
