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You Have Harnessed Yourself Ridiculously To This World

  

Tell the truth I told me                       When I couldn’t speak.

Sorrow’s a barbaric art, crude as a Viking ship            Or a child

Who rode a spotted pony to the lake away from summer

In the 1930s                                    Toward the iron lung of polio.

According to the census I am unmarried                                    And unchurched.

The woman in the field dressed only in the sun.

Too far gone to halt the Arctic Cap’s catastrophe, big beautiful

Blubbery white bears each clinging to his one last hunk of ice.

I am obliged, now, to refrain from dying, for as long as it is possible.

For whom left am I first?

We have come to terms with our Self

Like a marmoset getting out of her Great Ape suit.

 

  

Dove, Interrupted 

 

Don’t do that when you’re dead like this, I said,

Arguably still squabbling about the word inarguably.

I haunt Versailles, poring through the markets of the medieval.

Mostly meat to be sold there. Mutton hangs

Like laundry pinkened on its line.

And gold! —a chalice with a cure for living in it.

We step over the skirt of an Elizabeth.

Red grapes, a delicacy, each peeled for us—each sheath 

The vestment of a miniature priest, disrobed.

A sister is an Old World sparrow placed in a satin shoe.

The weakling’s saddle is worn down from just too much sad attitude.

No one wants to face the “opaque reality” of herself.

For the life of me.

I was made American. You must consider this.

Whatever suffering is insufferable is punishable by perishable.

In Vienne, the rabbit Maurice is at home in the family cage.

I ache for him, his boredom and his solitude.

On suffering and animals, inarguably, they do.

I miss your heart, my heart.

 

For A Snow Leopard in October

Stay, little ounce, here in 

Fleece and leaf with me, in the evermore

Where swans trembled in the lake around our bed of hay and morning

Came each morning like a felt cloak billowing

Across the most pale day. It was the color of a steeple disappearing

In an old Venetian sky. Or of a saint tamping the grenadine

Of his heavy robes before the Blessing of the Animals.

I’ve heard tell of men who brought Great Pyrenees, a borzoi, or

Some pocket mice, baskets of mourning doves beneath their wicker lids,

A chameleon on a leash from the Prussian circuses,

And from the farthest Caucasus, some tundra wolves in pairs.

In a meadow I had fallen

As deep in sleep as a trilobite in the red clay of the centuries.

Even now, just down our winding road, I can hear the children blanketing

Themselves to sleep in leaves from maple trees.

No bad dreams will come to them I know

Because once, in the gone-ago, I was a lynx as well, safe as a tiger-iris

In its silt on the banks of the Euphrates,  as you were. Would they take

You now from me, like Leonardo’s sleeve disappearing in

The air. And when I woke I could not wake

You, little sphinx, I could not keep you here with me. Anywhere, I could not bear to let you go. Stay here

In our clouded bed of wind and timothy with me.

Lie here with me in snow.

Synopsis:

Lucie Brock-Broido is the author of three previous collections of poetry, A Hunger, The Master Letters, and Trouble in Mind, as well as the editor of the poems of Thomas James, Letters to a Stranger. A volume of Brock-Broido’s selected poems, Soul Keeping Company was published in the U.K. She is Director of Poetry in the School of the Arts at Columbia University and lives in New York City and in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

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ISBN:
9780307962034
Author:
Brock-broido, Lucie
Publisher:
Knopf Publishing Group
Author:
Brock-Broido, Lucie
Subject:
Single Author / American
Subject:
Poetry-A to Z
Subject:
Poetry
Edition Description:
Trade paper
Publication Date:
20150331
Binding:
TRADE PAPER
Language:
English
Pages:
112

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"Synopsis" by , Lucie Brock-Broido is the author of three previous collections of poetry, A Hunger, The Master Letters, and Trouble in Mind, as well as the editor of the poems of Thomas James, Letters to a Stranger. A volume of Brock-Broido’s selected poems, Soul Keeping Company was published in the U.K. She is Director of Poetry in the School of the Arts at Columbia University and lives in New York City and in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

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