16 Bars Poetica
Easy as an exquisite corpse paraphrased
as dictionaried as a pontificator
raised by the thump of the 146 bus—
these 16 are for you. Shout out
to the city warblers yelling in slanted
syllables on avenues porous
with ill-built adornments & horse-riding
monuments. These 16 are for you:
linebreakers & trash talkers, polysyllabic
halfsteppers ready to mom’s spaghetti
their one opportunity. Meanwhile,
the rooftop across from us undercuts
the sunsetted skyline & is topped with
two metric heretics dressed
like crows. Another bullheaded poet
ina Bulls hat rests his elbows
on the bench back & wonders if
it is his hoarse verse or the verbed
streetlights making ellipsis from
the veritable trees & inevitable breezes.
Copyright © 2025 by Adrian Matejka. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on July 24, 2025, by the Academy of American Poets.
“Poetry is an immersive and three-dimensional experience, so poems that are self-referential and go on about being ‘poems’ are mostly turn-the-pagers for me. All that self-awareness disrupts my experience. At the same time, I love the idea of poets writing poems that enact their aesthetics and proclivities. So, inspired by Elizabeth Bishop’s ‘One Art’ and Patricia Smith’s ‘Incendiary Art,’ I tried to write a few ars poetica, like this one, that live in their own sonic geographies.”
—Adrian Matejka