David Pavelich lives in
He edits and publishes Answer Tag chapbooks and broadsides in limited editions. His poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Antennae, Aufgabe, Bird Dog, LVNG, and other journals, and prose has appeared or is forthcoming in
WEST
for Jesse Seldess
This could be the way
of the building back,
without size
the early line
pulled back to the copper
neighborhood.
Open a corner.
The world of air,
the children’s field,
a wall of insulation
without size.
Lift up your distance –
this could be the way
of the building forward,
this could be a kind of
made wood.
THE DANDELION COPY
An emphasis of stripes is
a simple machine.
Equal is light blue
into the pocket,
the picture of
the viceroy.
We are all healed up
after all,
three times removed.
The still to live,
the wind, the awning,
the roots of our cuttings.
This one, a moving cloud,
is already a sketch of rain.
“FOR THE MOMENT WE CAN’T SEE THE FACES”
Numbers into shuttle
makes the message:
and when it was done
it was done.
Of the thousands,
a grasshopper.
Of the couple in tandem
a grasshopper.
There are more affordances
for a fold on the grain,
that these threads
might not be broken.
Sand in the struggle,
in height, in forward,
the grain joins the stream.
And when it was done,
the thousands.
NOONS
Maybe because
they were simple
the gray areascut across
of the pull
some rainbow –
of reachingthe braid that you carry
the back reveals
is another weave
of constraint
NATURAL BRIDGE [Previously appeared in Bird Dog]
Some barn
astronomy,
that the same model,
same hopefulness
grows stronger.
A three-cornered barn
leans into the lawn, is lawn –
grows a lawn of barnlight,
summerblue.
Only give it circles
and given back around
surround the sycamore.
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