The largeness of the meadow,
the idea, seems kindred—so much that I've spent the day in bed
like some target for the crane.
....................../ If you have a sure neck, fly to the open field
..................................and fall in large showers. /
I mean, if I wonder from the mattress, then I can no longer live by thinking (!)
.................................................................: in the pearl oyster
.................................................................: in the head of a cock
.................................................................: in the head of a vulture
.......................................// The text draws out—...............All poisons this time.
....................................................................................The likeness of things,
....................................................................................some blooms now, please?//
Kristen Orser is the author of Winter, Another Wall (blossombones); Fall Awake (Taiga Press); Squint (Dancing Girl Press); Folded into your Midwestern Thunderstorm (Greying Ghost Press); Wilted Things (Scantily Clad Press); and E AT I, illustrated by James Thomas Stevens (Wyrd Tree Press). She is certain about being uncertain and she might forget to return your phone calls.
