Eilis
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On the fifth dayA Poem by EilisThere are not birds here. But colonially the trees dart skyward from heavy ground - flock so high you can no longer see the sun. Some days wind.. |
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After the divorceA Poem by EilisAt nine pm any day of the week, I can get in the car and drive to see the men in dark clothing hiding in the middle of the street. They walk l.. |
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Meditation on the floods of ‘94A Poem by EilisAnd I think about the coffins floating out of frame. The old television like a box of faded off-market crayons. The luster lost, the proper name a.. |
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Learning to LiveA Poem by EilisLike flower petals the days have fallen away. Counting, childishly, all the meals I could not eat, I have stored the numbers like wafers under my t.. |
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In the beginning we discovered the endA Poem by EilisThough you were dusted up from the loose bones of the earth, I was drawn from the splinters of you. Myth begetting myth until we forgot ourselves .. |
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The wild neverA Poem by EilisThe sky does not understandnever. Its glassy blue bodyis an illusion hanging over everything.I can not shake it. And.Why would I want to. Excep.. |
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Dreamscape for the doomedA Poem by EilisIn dreams/dreams I find it again: like a robin pelted with granite pebbles, the plane tipping limp/ heavy. A sudden gasp escaping as though t.. |
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Extract from the inferentialA Poem by EilisMy entire life gravitates to ground. A fruitless attempt at rewriting/ escaping history. My mind is a wash of greys and blacks trying to be r.. |
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AuspiceA Poem by Eilisnothing will be enough. The sea will never take you back. -Shara McCallumNight is a cousin of the sea. In it I swimpast the old. In it the bones of da.. |
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This is the dawn: cold & reddeningA Poem by EilisYou could not even be delicate enough to f*****g break me over rocks. Maybe you could become the mantis. Praying/devouring me when you .. |
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