Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Elise Partridge, "Last Days"

There’s a wrenching poem on Slate by one of my favorite poets (and VCCA buddy), Elise Partridge. Here's an enticing excerpt from "Last Days":

My friend, you wouldn't lie down.
Your wandering IV pole
glided with you, loyal,
rattling on frantic circuits;
crisp pillows didn't tempt;
round, around, around,

guppies cruised the lobby tank,
flickering sunrise-slivers
all guts, mouths urging, urging; ...

Read (or listen) here.


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