Emily Brochin


Cento (for 75 Poem Project) (written 2007)
May 3, 2009, 2:01 am
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Cento

from: Ted Kooser, Louise Gluck, Stanley Koonitz, May Swenson, Robert Pinsky, Robert Lowell, Robert Hass, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Richard Wilbur 

 

 

When was I silenced, when did it first seem

pointless to describe that sound

 

She is saying it’s time that the swinging were done with,
if I stepped out of my body I would break.

This is the force of faith. Nobody gets
what they want.

 

My hand draws back.

Into blossom.

 

This is the aftermath
a hero, dying,

Gives off stillness to the air.
Enlightenment, shade of grief.

 

It is always a matter, my darling–
I cannot say what loves have come and gone.