The Sky Contains the Plans

The Sky Contains the Plans

by Matthew Rohrer

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Overview

Matthew Rohrer's latest collection explores the space between wakefulness and sleep, that drowsy loosening of consciousness called hypnagogia. Comprised not of dream-poems but poems that strain to hear dreams' faintest messages squeaked through into waking life, The Sky Contains the Plans lays bare an imagination in which the mundane and surreal contort each other into a new kind of primordial reality.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781950268047
Publisher: Wave Books
Publication date: 04/07/2020
Pages: 112
Sales rank: 1,222,200
Product dimensions: 5.20(w) x 8.40(h) x 0.50(d)

About the Author

Matthew Rohrer is the author of The Others (Wave Books, 2017, winner of the Believer Book Award), Surrounded by Friends (Wave Books, 2015), Destroyer and Preserver (Wave Books, 2011), A Plate of Chicken (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2009), Rise Up (Wave Books, 2007) and A Green Light (Verse Press, 2004), which was shortlisted for the 2005 Griffin Poetry Prize. He is also the author of Satellite (Verse Press, 2001), and co-author, with Joshua Beckman, of Nice Hat. Thanks. (Verse Press, 2002) and the audio CD Adventures While Preaching the Gospel of Beauty. He has appeared on NPR's All Things Considered and The Next Big Thing. His first book, A Hummock in the Malookas, was selected for the National Poetry Series by Mary Oliver in 1994. He lives in Brooklyn and teaches at NYU.

Read an Excerpt

A TOY SPACESHIP CALLED

ALMOND CHICKEN

VS the Mega Gun. The Almond

Chicken wins. The Almond

Chicken VS the Disasteroid.

The Disasteroid is victorious.

The unopposed Disasteroid rips

through the Earth.

The Earth is smashed into a billion

tears. The tears spread

out across the sky.

From each little piece

of the Earth a toy space ship lifts off.

Revenge in its little heart.

Table of Contents

Everybody's relation to change in the sack

Then he was thrown out of Espresso Royale

Did you eat your blossoms on time?

It will seem like nothing happened

We probably shouldn't be discussing this

The zipper-upper or whatever –here's yours

This is my challenge to you

Conserve-a-lawyer

They kidnapped Alabama

I wish a fire would destroy that whole neighborhood so they could start over

It's under oath

You don't think there's going to be a world of motion

Slam the word to make it pretty

We waited in his plant now 2 to 2

You're consuming darkness

One navy painting

Where are my other planets?

It's not like I have his death on my foot

You've got a hollow look

The rocking horse said family desire

Never lights as dim as Sara

The canoe is not sitting up by itself

He fell on his ass he might have been captured

What shall I do 42-71?

Yesterday could do a better job of explaining that than I could

The coughing brings me back to level one

If you saw me you'd be swallowed by a yellow bus

So Now I Determine She Was A Selective Victim

It was nice to sleep with him as a young girl

But when you were counting you skipped 6, 7 and 8

Alright smell your finger

I visualized that idea leaving my head in a bathysphere

A toy spaceship called Almond Chicken

My name is Tromas Neebar

Spoken creases

Poetry can be a weapon of war

Brief, almost microscopic attempts made on my life

You look vintage

Pre-linguistic-mystery

As I step into the chamber of our imagined love

Seahorses are awesome

You will notice a faithful block of cheese is present

Hypoallergenic condominium

But that isn't really the threat of nostalgia, is it?

Between whose human rocks I lay

He seems lost to a partisan girl.

It was one of the blooming complaints of my campaign

That seemed voluminous

Try to go away and lie in bed simultaneously

If you're going to be a charming off-the-top-of-your-head guy, then do your work

Building up to it is actually better

I follow art—it goes places and I come with it

I was warned I might be losing her another peasant

They're an empty space whose intrigue is just that

This home is the light

Penetrated into the dream

Feathery wood fiend

Families sharing music with each other

Your dirty little beard is like a runway

You can't have 2 power sources in your car because they would interfere with each other

A mundane hideout

I created their career information for them

I only smoke cigarettes on your rotation

I'll slit your barrel

Dragging a metal thing right to your front door

The best thing she knows about going to banks is where they are

Rediscovering the baby's lecture presentation

If you eat this cookie I won't let you in to paradise.

Author's Note

Afterward

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