Emily Wilson Poems
|1.||Disseminate Birds Over Water||7/21/2014|
|2.||Fish Rises, Dark Brown Muscle Turns Over||7/21/2014|
|4.||Scratchings Among The Burnings||7/21/2014|
|5.||Threshed Blue, Cardings, Dim Tonsils||7/21/2014|
|6.||Wind Thumbs Through Woods||7/21/2014|
|9.||The Sky Is The Lost Orpheum||7/21/2014|
|11.||Houses Among Us||7/21/2014|
|14.||A Friend Like You||5/21/2007|
The mordants in their noise,
the night transports.
A means of coming to
the switchyard of the tongue.
To have once
set such store by
Not changed toward
something of my own.
The towns raised chaffed
seas to ground them.
In that frieze before
storm you went on.
Effigy loomed out
of cornfield. Future
inside its trussed forms.
Barely discerned clouds
Hard, hard to get here
what worth, what worth
River of steel.
River of no one becoming you.
Trees that are emptier today, more forced in their forms
To focus on them is to be made glad of them in their
The earth extrudes through them toward emptiness