Emily Chase ,  Relative Bearing , 2016 ( Artist Website ) Hand-cut paper in a pine box, LED lighting

Emily Chase, Relative Bearing, 2016 (Artist Website)
Hand-cut paper in a pine box, LED lighting

I took him
            to kindergarten

I walked him
            to school

I let him walk while I watched            from the window

                        and in that quiet chewed

                                    a nest

___

My questions as yet

                        without residence

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            Marking me:

                        My body in spring
                                         covered in hives

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                                                Brought to light

___

Whatever begins, begins with

            demand—

___

In order to rest

            must first be

                                                in motion—

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            Thousands of miles
                                    in an easterly

                                               direction

            A train and I

                                    kept      time

___

            Between the radio’s silences

                                                rain connected
                                                           the side of one state

                                                to         another

___

            Because we are a river town

                        it is natural to start at the river


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Mouth of my childhood

            I walked through

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                        The meadow

                                    The cemetery

                                                A tree farm

            A middle school hall at the bell

                        (Here a girl,
                                    ankles folded in)

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Overheard: A drill

Make yourself as small
                                                as possible

                                                            Protect your neck and throat

___

                        Overheard: Someone
                        counting
                        down

___

                                    Boy in a hospital bed

                                                Boy in a freckled field

___

I went      where

            the body

                                    was found

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            Because I have

a son,

                        the day’s collection
                        in his pockets:


                                    acorn,            pink eraser,

                                                                        leaf crumb

___

In the sparrow’s white eyering

An eyering
Of frost

In the frost-
Starred brush,

The bruise—

___

                                    Where the field assumed
                                    A shape

                                    The searchers found
                                    Their answer

___

            Impressions of pebbles            on the body

                        Humanteeth marks

                                                                                  on the body

___

(Whatever begins, begins with)

 
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Buried

            by proximity

                        time of death
                                    coloring/ weight/ height/ age

            coincidence

in the plot
            next to

                                                            my brother

___

            (In order to rest)

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                        As my brother’s heart

                                    collapsed

As he stepped onto the black drop-
cloth
            covering—

                                    nothing

            Another boy
            lay

                                    in a field

As he fell            and is

                                                            still

 

Erin Malone

 

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