Douglas S. Jones
Perigee
The moon in a shopping cart and the
shopping cart slow in its river. Tell me you aren’t
thinking of raw gold. Tell me the river’s crustaceans
aren’t clapping their claws in the carat light.
Try me. Watch the reflection of sunlight off moon off
water off eye and eye and lips and try me
on the night-shadowed bank of this,
cicada-rough Swannanoa,
in this light dressed up as the royal rooster,
this magnetic sky.
Douglas S. Jones is the author of the chapbook No Turning East. His poems have most recently appeared in The Pinch, Blackbird, Barrow Street, and featured in American Life in Poetry. In 2007 he served as Poet in Residence at St. Chad’s College at the University of Durham, England. He lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan, where he teaches writing and glassblowing.
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The moon in a shopping cart and the
shopping cart slow in its river. Tell me you aren’t
thinking of raw gold. Tell me the river’s crustaceans
aren’t clapping their claws in the carat light.
Try me. Watch the reflection of sunlight off moon off
water off eye and eye and lips and try me
on the night-shadowed bank of this,
cicada-rough Swannanoa,
in this light dressed up as the royal rooster,
this magnetic sky.
Douglas S. Jones is the author of the chapbook No Turning East. His poems have most recently appeared in The Pinch, Blackbird, Barrow Street, and featured in American Life in Poetry. In 2007 he served as Poet in Residence at St. Chad’s College at the University of Durham, England. He lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan, where he teaches writing and glassblowing.
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