Poetry Jake Uitti — April 17, 2017 14:34 — 0 Comments
Jason Whitmarsh’s ‘The Histories’ out Friday
Jason Whitmarsh has been a Monarch favorite since the magazine’s first days. We just think he’s a swell guy. But, perhaps more importantly, we really dig his poetry. Check out this short one from his new book, The Histories, set to be released at Open Books in Seattle’s Wallingford neighborhood Friday (April 21) at 7 pm:
HISTORY OF LOSS
I keep having to count my brothers and sisters, now: M. and I. are one and two, C. and H. are three and four. And who is five? Oh, she was five. And who is six? Oh, I am six.
For more on The Monarch from Whitmarsh, click here. But do visit him Friday at Open Books and get it in the flesh while he makes more poetry history.
What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
