Thin<\/p>\n
How anything
\nis known
\nis so thin-
\na skin of ice
\nover a pond
\nonly birds might
\nconfidently walk
\nupon. A bird’s
\nworth of weight
\nor one bird-weight
\nof Wordsworth.<\/p>\n
Kay Ryan
\n
\nSubway Seethe<\/p>\n
What could have been the big to-do
\nthat caused him to push me aside
\non that platform? Was a woman who knew
\nthere must be some good even inside
\nan ass like him on board that train?
\nCharity? Frances? His last chance
\nin a ratty string of last chances? Jane?
\nSurely in all of us is some good.
\nBetter love thy neighbor, buddy,
\nlest she shove back. <\/i>Maybe I should.
\nIt\u00c3\u00ads probably just a cruddy
\ndowntown interview leading to
\nsome cheap-tie, careerist, dull
\ncul-de-sac he\u00c3\u00ads speeding to.
\nCan he catch up with his soul?
\nReally, what was the freaking crisis?
\nDid he need to know before me
\nif the lights searching the crowd\u00c3\u00ads eyes
\nwere those of our train,or maybe
\nthe train of who he might have been,
\nthe person his own-heart-numbing,
\nme-shoving anxiety about being
\nprevents him from ever becoming?
\nHow has his thoughtlessness defiled
\nwho I was before he shoved me?
\nHow might I be smiling now if he\u00c3\u00add smiled,
\nhanging back, as though he might have loved me?<\/p>\n
J. Allyn Rosser<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thin How anything is known is so thin- a skin of ice over a pond only birds might confidently walk upon. A bird’s worth of weight or one bird-weight of Wordsworth. Kay Ryan Subway Seethe What could have been the … Continue reading