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Such and Such a Time at Such and Such a Palace

The lack of a single-word infinitive
in our language is what is killing me

this morning
                           A single word for all
infinitives is what God is doing tonight

This is just one of many acts
to have passed through the garden

Previously on this show they put
a peacock back together wrong

after its demise
there was in the syntax

Poor bird could feel it in his bones


Copyright @ 2014 by Heather Christle. Used with permission of the author.

About this Poem

“Sometimes (often), when I sit down to write, I become deeply conscious of all the other words/ideas/minds/bodies that have inhabited the space before me. In this poem I deal with that awareness by abandoning myself and god to give a brief (incomplete, inaccurate) recap of poetry thus far, as if it were a television show starring Wallace Stevens, Robert Frost, and a peacock.”
—Heather Christle


Heather Christle

Heather Christle is the author of the poetry collections Heliopause (Wesleyan University Press, 2015) and What Is Amazing (Wesleyan University Press, 2012). 

Date Published: 2014-10-07

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