Sunday, May 23, 2010

Low

I sat there

while she went through her journal

picking out parts

that became more important

through poetry. “I jot down ideas”

was said like it was something

everyone does,

as if she presupposes a world that is

covered in her words like sacred lambs

that speak with special triptych notions.

She writes “Low”

like the first syllable of Lolita, though

it is the sound of her art,

as it makes itself colloquial. Drawn out,

it becomes a bellow.


By Janna Avner

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