Poem of the month: May

From “Free Dirt”

by Henri Cole

I like invisibleness,
except in the moon’s strong,
broad rays. Some nights,
I ask her paleness, Will I be okay?
I am weak and fruitless at night,

like a piece of meat with eyes,
but in the morning optimistic again,
like a snowflake that has traveled
many miles and many years
to be admired on the kitchen pane.

—Paris Review, issue 205, Summer 2013: http://tpr.ly/16Dva6s.

Image: Todd McLellan, Disassembled Russian Vostok watch from the 90s. Number of parts: 130. Copyright: Todd McLellan/Thames & Hudson.

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