THE WEATHER!

THE WEATHER?

THE WEATHER.

Douglas Piccinnini

do I regret what I’ve said alone

in yrs just nudging me along

 

*

rain soaks the holler and the future

in what winks to avoid description

 

*

who would hurt a bird—

is what it is to be young I said

 

*

now what, that this century’s oblivion

is a symptom of every century’s oblivion

 

*

the program thinks again I am

not me — so again, I’m me in re-entry

 

 

 

 

 

Douglas Piccinnini is the author of a book of poems, Blood Oboe (Omnidawn, 2015) and of Story Book: a novella (The Cultural Society, 2015). His work has appeared or is forthcoming with The Academy of American Poets’ Poem-a-day, Black Sun Lit, Denver Quarterly, Elderly, Fence, Lana Turner, Posit, Prelude, Seattle Review, Tupelo Quarterly, Verse, and The Volta.

 

 

 

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