- POETRY -

YOU HAVING BEEN

S. Yarberry

ISSUE TWELVE | SPRING 2019

—After Marie Howe

Lake reflects    sky

                 

     sky reflects     the

                 

           razzle-dazzle     of blue

 

and blue        Somewhere         between

                                                           the warp

 

of land           and air                                       there’s

 

your body

 

                      and someone                 else                    beside it

                      Birds come and go—

 

up      and down        forward             then back

 

Blue jays like broken sky                                                             crows

like drips of night

                                              songbirds                          howling

into the oblivious myth         or mirth                 it is

 

                                     Yellow jackets

 

too                   swirl off somewhere                  then away   farther

 

cicadas sing:                             Tu me manque, tu me manque

aussi you are missing from me

 

                                                                       It is


 

theatrical


 

this loss          this losing             

                                                        We fall

 

into                            tragedy        

                                                                   goat-song    

 

                                                                                                                      meaning

 

has gotten lost           along our way

 

I pale in the face

                                 You are             un      reachable

 

I hold a dark lake in my hand            I wait

 

for light             to seethe across         the surface

 

Where are you                                                           The wind     is sky beginning

 

I can see it form for miles

                                                 Do you feel it

 

The way it moves around you                            then

on

 

                                                Infinitesimal                 the gesture                 the breeze

the variation      in blue

 

                                    What is the difference

 

between                        I call to you               and

                                                                      I call you             The cicadas

 

are tiring                                  fall rain          on the horizon        

 

                      something

 

is broken                                  This breaking

 

            happens once            

 

                        then happens all the time

S. Yarberry is a trans poet and writer. Their poetry has appeared in, or is forthcoming in, Tin House, Indiana Review, The Offing, Berkeley Poetry Review, jubilat, The Washington Post's The Lily Magazine, Notre Dame Review, miscellaneous zines, among others. Their other writings can be found in Bomb Magazine and Blake/An Illustrated Quarterly. S. holds the Junior Teaching Fellowship in Poetry at Washington University in St. Louis and serves as the Poetry Editor of The Spectacle.

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