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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Santino DallaVecchia is a poet & educator from Michigan. The recipient of an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts, Santino’s work has appeared Crab Fat Magazine, Dream Pop Press, Anti-Heroin Chic, Pithead Chapel, & Yes, Poetry, among others.
Hell
I wear my gender like a corset
Look at my coat
& you’ll never know who I am
Look beneath & who knows
The moon sets somewhere
Over a naked meadow
Where the sun will never rise
Let’s hobnob with the ghosts
& all their little lights
What else is there do do
When you’re caught in the snare
Of having a body
What else is there to do
When you’ve been busy
Harvesting a world
Even though it’s only your refraction
Who can live there
I swear I’d work a miracle
If I could manage to get up earlier
When we came to the field
I saw thousands dancing
Now our baskets are full
& there’s no-one but us
Surrounded by the afterglow
Over there
Under a stand of ash trees
Untouched by the emerald ash borer
Dances the father of lies
In his goat body
Like all the old gods
He’s lost his touch
So who’s to say it’s not
Just a goat
Who knows
Maybe I’m just the boy
I seem to be
Maybe I can leave the dark meadow
Anytime I want
Maybe when I look in the mirror
It’s me that I’m looking at
Maybe I won’t hate what I see
When I undo my straps
Maybe the goat’s not strolling over
On two legs
Twirling a cane
& humming a tune
While he offers us pours of brandy
Laughing about the world he tried to make
I tried my sweet gender dancers
I tried
But the lord god hath one hell of a monopoly
& I’m only some goat who’s forgotten his name
He flicks a single imagined tear to the trees
I laugh
Of all the ways to spend eternity
This isn’t so bad
I’ve imagined worse & rarely better
So as the grass stirs at our feet
I take his hand
& you take his hoof
& we laugh in love with the dancers
& stare out at the pasture of our exile
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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