Joanne Kyger

(19 November 1934)

The Maze - Poem by Joanne Kyger

I saw the
dead bird on the sidewalk
his neck uncovered
and prehistoric
At seven in the morning
my hair was bound
against the fish in the air
who begged for the ocean
I longed for their place
Behind the
tall thin muslin of the curtain
we could see his shadow
knocking
and we waited
not stirring
crouched by the fireplace
where the ashes blew out
later we checked the harbor
to see if it was safe
rather hoping
one had gone astray
and flunk itself upon the shore
for all to watch

If I should weep
they would never know
and so I walked
silently
shrugging off hands
in treacherous places
wanting to fall

In Williamsburg, Virginia

my uncle
pointed out the Maze
which grew
in the dead
governor's garden

delighted

I went to it

and stood
poised

inside the
precise
entrance
like a long hallway
the tightly trimmed
bushes
held themselves
pointing each
leaf
and twig
in an unquestioning manner

white gravel
caressed my feet

the sky disappeared
and I
could hear
the sound of water
rushing

I knew each corner
without pausing

Held captive in a cave
Ulysses
sobbed for his wife
who was singing high

melodies
from the center of a
cobweb shawl
of their design

three feathers
I picked
from a stone
in my path

and turning at last
I saw
the speckled bench
and halting fountain
which marked
the end.

She
tortures
the curtains of the window
shreds them
like some
insane insect
creates a
demented web
from the thin folds
her possessed fingers
clawing she
thrusts them away with
sharp jabs of long pins
to the walls.
1958


Comments about The Maze by Joanne Kyger

  • Susan Williams (11/21/2015 4:18:00 PM)


    I shall have to reread this several more times- it is in itself a maze of impressions and thoughts and a general sense of depression (Report) Reply

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