Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Joanna Klink, "New Year"

We woke to the darkness before our eyes,
unable to take the measure of the loss.
Who are they. What are we. What have we
   abandoned to arrive with such violence at this hour.
In answer we drew back, covered our ears
with our hands to the heedless victory, or vowed,

   as I did, into the changed air, never to consent.

Tuesday, February 07, 2017