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Ignatz
by Monica Youn
A Stahlecker Series Selection |
IGNATZ INVOKED A gauze bandage wraps the land and is unwound, stained orange with sulfates. A series of slaps molds a mountain, a fear uncoils itself, testing its long cool limbs. A passing cloud seizes up like a carburetor and falls to earth, lies broken- backed and lidless in the scree. Acetylene torches now snug in their holsters, shop-vacs trundled back behind the dawn. A mist becomes a murmur, becomes a moan rising from dust- choked fissures in the rock O pity us Ignatz O come to us by moonlight O arch your speckled body over the earth. |
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