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Teaser Tuesday: Iron-on Constellations

By Tightrope Books | November 25th, 2009 | Print This Post | Email This Post | Leave a Comment


This weeks Teaser Tuesday comes from Iron-on Constellations by author Emily Pohl-Weary.

Iron-on Constellations
defiantly explores the beauty and complexity of the everyday.

Through short, confident bursts that act like graffiti on an alley wall, award-winning author Emily Pohl-Weary’s poems reveal hidden layers of emotion and political motivation.

She sifts through the surface dirt, grime and debris of the city to reveal the isolation, illness, love and sexuality lurking beneath.

Iron-on Constellations can be purchased from Amazon.com, or your favorite book store.

Enjoy!

DOCTOR OF MINE

Come speak to me professionally.
I know it’s your job.

Your smile is charming,
it keeps me distracted.
After you leave, I scream, “Take me.”
Take my blood.

It’s not person.
I fall in love with movie stars.
Everyone loves a hero for a week.
Years later, I’ll laugh at the curve of an eyebrow,
the way you did that exam in semi-darkness.

Today, I soften reality.
Sure you can feel my abdomen,
I stay sane this way.

Tomorrow, you will become
a blond memory o hospital.
Confusion, and pain.

Rambling from a heart
that somehow, amazingly,
pumps me through today.

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Teaser Tuesday: Iron-on Constellations

By Tightrope Books | November 25th, 2009 | Print This Post | Email This Post | Leave a Comment

This week’s Teaser comes from Iron-on Constellations a collection of poems by author Emily Pohl-Weary.

Iron-on Constellations defiantly explores the beauty and complexity of the everyday.

Through short, confident bursts that act like graffiti on an alley wall, award-winning author Emily Pohl-Weary’s poems reveal hidden layers of emotion and political motivation.

She sifts through the surface dirt, grime and debris of the city to reveal the isolation, illness, love and sexuality lurking beneath.

Enjoy!
DOCTOR OF MINE

Come speak to me professionally.
I know it’s your job.

Your smile is charming,
it keeps me distracted.
After you leave, I scream, “Take me.”
Take my blood.

It’s not person.
I fall in love with movie stars.
Everyone loves a hero for a week.
Years later, I’ll laugh at the curve of an eyebrow,
the way you did that exam in semi-darkness.

Today, I soften reality.
Sure you can feel my abdomen,
I stay sane this way.

Tomorrow, you will become
a blond memory o hospital.
Confusion, and pain.

Rambling from a heart
that somehow, amazingly,
pumps me through today.

Leave a Reply

*

By submitting a comment here you grant this site a perpetual license to reproduce your words and name/website in attribution.