March 25, 2014 by Kara Nichols
Friends! I’m in a writing competition and would love for you to vote for my poem! You can vote with a LJ, Facebook, Twitter, Google + or other Open ID account.
Here’s the (untitled) poem:
“At twilight I went into the street.
The sun hung low in the iron sky,
ringed with cold plumage.
If I could write to you about this emptiness –“
– Louise Gluck
Let me say it from the parking lot
where I’ve sat for the last three hours
peeling slices of red paint
from my fingernails
while studying paramedics on their break:
They choke down roast chicken while waiting
for the missed step, misfires to happen.
“I have happened,” I tell the street lamps
who buzz & hum in reply —
moths glued to their sides
like soggy Os in a cereal bowl.
If I could write about this emptiness,
it would be like a breath holding too long underwater.
like white noise, and eternal ellipsis
To place your vote go here: http://therealljidol.livejournal.com/719384.html (scroll down until you find my user name: fringebenefits)