Marcia Pelletiere
POETRY
Miracle with Roasted Hens
(Spit, Bite Press, 2011)
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excerpt from the poem "My Friend in Herself"

 

[...]

some disturbance, some smudge

 

had traveled my friend's being so intensely

that it showed in her outermost layer,

had garbled her suddenly into random

charges, impulses, and pixels,

leaving only a haze where she had been,

a residue of panic, desire, exhaustion, and loneliness—

I could name all of its qualities—

 

but whatever had fashioned some of itself into my friend

had right then failed to be believably her,

and because what I am made and bound inside of is the same,

I understood that I would never know her.

excerpt from the poem "My Friend in Herself"

 

[...]

some disturbance, some smudge

 

had traveled my friend's being so intensely

that it showed in her outermost layer,

had garbled her suddenly into random

charges, impulses, and pixels,

leaving only a haze where she had been,

a residue of panic, desire, exhaustion, and loneliness—

I could name all of its qualities—

 

but whatever had fashioned some of itself into my friend

had right then failed to be believably her,

and because what I am made and bound inside of is the same,

I understood that I would never know her.

(poem from "Miracle with Roasted Hens")


GOING OUT 
                                                      Marcia's reading at the Sidewalk Cafe (Writer's Read Series) July 2015                                                             
photo by Silvere Boureau ©2015