Poems Read at the American Poets Congress, NYC
Atrocious by the light fixture, he to she:
atrocity? Like I'd say, 'this meal is an atrocity' "
"Oh I'd say," she said, "this meal is atrocious."
"I mean, that's the problem
words are just darts thrown towards meaning
And you miss mostly."
But here they had an atrocity on their hands they agreed.
But what they meant by having an atrocity on their hands
(she at State, he at an acronym) was not in any way like
Having blood on their hands but that the matter weighed heavily
In a PR way. Which was in some ways the worst way they agreed.
"I'm reading in my mind" she thinks "by some salty sea"
"I'm absorbing through my pores" he mulls "the sun's brilliant
Their eyes are avoiding the scene
Unfolding on their laptops in a bloody loop while considering the
For which they only need a quick peek at images to spin into
words that can't be
Used as darts to hurt anyone for whom they work. That's the job. They'll need
a lot more coffee.
The Day After Memorial Day
Tell X that speech is not dirty silence
Clarified. It is silence made still dirtier
Sometimes this place is too quiet
say when the sun is bright and sweaty
and heat spreads smoothly or even in snow
when hush and killing cold open the hour
to nothing rushing along endless whiteness
or it is too quiet because everyone
is saying the same things in the same way
with the same drowsy gentle faces
they belong to a society of similars
they disagree gently or not at all
and afterwards their silence is a dirtier form of
speech rather than the other way around
The churchbells are tongue-less and digital
through uncaring air. No one gathers the dust
of ages or infects the mind with facts:
so many died today for no fucking reason
or there's no food around or someone's sister
is addicted to heroin. They celebrate
nothing not even the dead this Memorial Day
with the parade a week later as if the day
didn't matter—what's a week more or less?
The dead will after all stay dead forever.
Was the bells' flourish a little different last year? I think
it murmured a little more lovingly although
New Paltz 2015
Poetry Flash readers can hear and see these and other poems from the American Poets Congress inaugural event in New York City. The first Congress is scheduled for summer 2020.
Cynthia Kraman is co-founder of the Seattle band Chinas Comidas, just out on vinyl from Take the City, Madrid, Spain. Her most recent poetry collection is The Touch (Bowery Books Series).