Jennifer Chang Poems
|1.||A Horse Named Never||1/23/2018|
|2.||Again A Solstice||7/15/2014|
|3.||Conversation With Slugs And Sarah||7/15/2014|
|5.||Field Guide To The Night Sky||7/15/2014|
|6.||Freedom In Ohio||7/15/2014|
|8.||Obedience, or the Lying Tale||1/23/2018|
|14.||The Skin's Broken Aria||7/15/2014|
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Again A Solstice
It is not good to think
of everything as a mistake. I asked
for bacon in my sandwich, and then
I asked for more. Mistake.
I told you the truth about my scar:
I did not use a knife. I lied
about what he did to my faith
in loneliness. Both mistakes.
That there is always a you. Mistake.
Faith in loneliness, my mother proclaimed,
is faith in self. My instinct, a poor polaris.
Not a mistake is the blue boredom
of a summer lake. O mud, sun, and algae!
We swim in glittering murk.
I tread, you tread. There are ...
Freedom In Ohio
I want a future
out of figs and accidents.
Or a future quieter
than snow. The leopards
stake out the backyard
and will flee at noon.
My terror is not secret,