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Caroline Shank
Poems
Dec 2019
Myths and Poetry
I want you to know things
I never had the strength
to tell you. I am reminded of
Zues, of the wisdom of
Socrates, the guts of
Anthony.
No, I have the soul of
a chorister. Back and forth,
strophe and antistrophe.
I wear the mask made
by decisions and revisions
that a minute
would reverse.
I repeat to
myself the lines from
Eliot. They give me
fortitude to say the
unsayable. You are
more wonderful than
a day at the warm,
sunred beach.
You tell me how you feel
and I dare to disbelieve
you. I am upended
by the impossibility.
My throat is a naked
slash. My mind is
a tan tunnel.
I implode
at the possibility that
you are truly speaking.
That you measure me
by your kindness.
I will go first before
you realize that I am
the way the world ends.
I am a whimper in the room.
To you belongs my
hollow flesh.
I tear myself in half.
I begin the way up.
Charon sends me
to you whom the
gods have released.
Caroline Shank
Written by
Caroline Shank
77/F/Wisconsin
(77/F/Wisconsin)
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