by Daniel Simko
Edited by Carolyn Forché and James Reidel
With an introduction by Carolyn Forché
A Stahlecker Series Selection
paper, 100 pages, $15.95
It has grown simpler.
It has grown into a map of hard fields,
the worry of a hand holding a knife.
It seems, after all,
that you have come to care for nothing.
Not even the voices rising into slow music
beneath the ice.
It seems that you have been occupying yourself
with nothing in particular.
It seems your address has changed,
or not changed. Or changed again.
Perhaps it is time to rise
and write it down:
the address, the phone number,
a clear description of your face—
Perhaps it is time to get dressed,
and step out into the blunt argument of the morning...
the same desire to go on living
with someone who is not there.
Cold light against your forehead,
solitude in place of a body.