{"id":550,"date":"2012-12-25T02:42:23","date_gmt":"2012-12-25T02:42:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sporkpress.com\/poetry\/?p=550"},"modified":"2012-12-25T02:42:23","modified_gmt":"2012-12-25T02:42:23","slug":"2-aubades-by-whitney-devos","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/2012\/12\/25\/2-aubades-by-whitney-devos\/","title":{"rendered":"2 AUBADES by Whitney Devos"},"content":{"rendered":"

AUBADE : A TYPE OF REMEDY <\/strong>
\n 
\nstill trying to rub coal out of our pajamas, a difficult light
\ngropes
\n 
\nthe ceiling
\n 
\na spleenful<\/em>, you said, enough
\nto grind down a continent
\n 
\nlike sugar
\n 
\nin the morning, the tin sky
\nunreadable
\n 
\nno one knows if fire will catch today, who will be caught in a mine shaft
\nwhispering
\n 
\nif there\u2019s one song we both know, we better goddamn sing it <\/em>
\n 
\n 
\nthere\u2019s a sun somewhere, this waking
\nsays
\n       \t& no pity left
\n 
\n 
\nlast night I dreamt in black
\n& white; our necks were bound
\n 
\nwith strips of flannel & sweet-
\nsmelling kerosene
\n 
\nwe had children\u2019s bodies
\n& so licked one another
\n 
\nas if the mouth\u2019s dark
\nliquid was seed & we were birds, only
\n 
\nwe are pinned
\nto the earth,
\n 
\n 
\nraw cotton swung in a dry wind
\n 
\n__________________________________________________
\nAUBADE : AN EXHUMATION OF THE MIRROR <\/strong>
\n 
\nwhen the cage is lifted two separate roads appear. though unspoken, it is understood we felt around in the grass as long as drought allowed. I wanted to unearth a face so badly it did not matter the body was not yours. here a story begins and ends; what I recovered was not entirely human. regardless, the desire itself was: to have one memory go uncharred. instead a hideous understanding begins to lodge in my abdomen, another a piece of flint. incisions appear around my ankles. meanwhile you carry on as if we trampled lawns only for a year\u2019s amusement; as though the cracks beneath us will converge into a single prismatic trail, and at the end we\u2019ll make a toast on an old front porch. no, standing at the edge of a prehistoric lake, we learned the Aymara word Uyuni means \u2018pen\u2019 or \u2018enclosure\u2019. that during courtship male flamingos point their bills to the sky while the female lowers her head and spreads her wings. you told me then a cage is only a kind of bell jar. I understand now how deliberately you\u2019ve misrepresented science, how silent it is not when one crawls out from under the glass.
\n 
\n__________________________________________________
\nWhitney DeVos<\/strong> lives in a structure somewhat resembling a treehouse. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in print and online in The Southeast Review, elimae, The Destroyer, lo-ball magazine<\/em> and elsewhere.
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AUBADE : A TYPE OF REMEDY   still trying to rub coal out of our pajamas, a difficult light gropes   the ceiling   a spleenful, you said, enough to grind down a continent   like sugar   in the morning, the tin sky unreadable   no one knows if fire will catch today, who […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-550","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-things"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/550","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=550"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/550\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=550"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=550"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thisissporkpress.com\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=550"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}