Eric Pankey Poems
- Three Mathew Brady Photographs 1. Confederate Dead behind a ...
- Study for Salome Dancing Befor... In the movement toward ...
- Field Note An arctic, oblique light— Grave, ...
- Light By Which I Read One does not turn to the rose for ...
- Restless Ghost The wasp's paper nest hung all winter. Sun, ...
- Epitaph Beyond the traceries of the auroras, The fires of ...
Eric Pankey (born 1959 in Kansas City, Missouri) is an American poet and artist. He is married to the poet Jennifer Atkinson (born 1955).
Pankey's poetry has moved from the literal and narrative as in _Heartwood,_ towards the suggestiveness of Emerson, without the hopefulness implicit in Emerson's transcendentalism. In Pankey's poems, often written in free verse forms or in prose poetry, the hint of grand comprehensiveness is suggested, without the hope of absorption into a universalizing or redemptive whole. The result, as in his "Souvenir de Voyage" (2015 in Verse)—an implied answer to Baudelaire's "Invitation au Voyage," is a glimpse of redemption from which the ... more »
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The wasp's paper nest hung all winter.
Sun, angled in low and oblique,
Backlit—with cold fever—the dull lantern.
Emptied, the dangled nest drew him:
Gray. Translucent. At times an heirloom
Of glare, paper white as burning ash.
Neither destination nor charm, the nest
Possessed a gravity, lured him, nonetheless,
And he returned to behold the useless globe
Eclipse, wane and wax. He returned,
A restless ghost in a house the wind owns,
And the wind went right through him.