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from "Life in a Box is a Pretty Life"

Dawn Lundy Martin on

Published in Poem Of The Day

Editor's Note from ArcaMax: Sorry folks for incorrect edition we sent early this morning. Here is the correct poem! Enjoy...

Lake, interminable. I do not know where my house is. Where is my house? Summer steams by. Every border is cocked and ready. Flatten body against cool earth. Lie without sound. Be a cool corpse under wire teeth. The police are so young. They do not hear the wailing. Wailing, I'm told, is a figment of your imagination. What to know of the body's refusal to open, of its hidden cave? Put the cave inside another cave so no one can reach it. Perspiration aches. Strain against dirt walls. I have come to you from a metal house. We had steel barriers to protect us from the sun. The lake drifts into forever. Windows here are small and I cannot see myself in them. What it is to be captured without spoons.

About this poem
"This untitled poem is a part of a larger meditation on human dignity that winds through my new book. What speech does the contemporary moment allow when that speaking or attempted speech regards global displacement, local brutalization and abject apathy?"
-Dawn Lundy Martin

About Dawn Lundy Martin
Dawn Lundy Martin is the author of "Life in a Box is a Pretty Life" (Nightboat Books, 2014). She is an associate professor at the University of Pittsburgh and splits her time between Pittsburgh and East Hampton, N.Y.


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(c) 2015 Dawn Lundy Martin. Originally published by the Academy of American Poets, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate





 


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