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"To read this book is to meet a man who would climb the sky." —BOB HICOK
In his follow-up to Fancy Beasts, a book that “slice[d] straight through nerve and marrow on its way to the heart and mind of the matter” (Tracy K. Smith), Alex Lemon dazzles with his exuberance and candor. Whether in unrestrained descriptions of sensory overload or tender meditations on fatherhood and mortality, Lemon blurs the nebulous line between the personal and the pop-cultural. These poems are full of frenetic energy and images pleasantly, strangely colliding: jigsaws and bathtubs and kung-fu and X-rays. A carnival barker calls. A jellyfish celebrates a shaky adulthood. A sliding door shatters with the passing through of a body. And a heart is “ecstatically / Torn apart like Twizzlers.”
Lean and muscular, The Wish Book is a collection of fireworks and wild emotion, defined by Lemon’s distinct brand of poetic edginess.
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ISBN-13: | 9781571318435 |
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Publisher: | Milkweed Editions |
Publication date: | 02/17/2014 |
Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
Format: | eBook |
Pages: | 88 |
File size: | 486 KB |
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The Wish Book
Poems
By Alex Lemon
Milkweed Editions
Copyright © 2014 Alex LemonAll rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-57131-450-5
CHAPTER 1
I Knew You Before You Were
Rusty chains coiled in the cardboard box
I carry to the dumpster & all I am
Thinking is my face falling off & is yours
Under it & or is someone's I don't
Even know—further down, a stranger,
A dead man, a saint, or just a sprawl
Of gravel & then I'm thinking this other thing—
There's a snake in this box, blacktailed
& then more: there's a bottomless immensity
Beneath my feet & what a sacrifice
It is each day just to get by, this alchemy,
This fevered life: illness & love,
Lockjaw & slow-motion kidnappings—it is what
It always is—chronic dying, shivering with
Unbelievable joy & not knowing a damn thing
About anything as lightning
Jigsaws the horizon. At the garbage pile, I pause—
Take a deep breath & sit on the curb.
Like they're being sucked into the sky,
The trees' limbs lift. No cars on
The street—so quiet. So hushed I can
Hardly breathe. Thousands of lives
Are piled into all this dirt we walk
On & I'm waiting, saving it all for you.
After The World Did Not End
I'm a big jellyfish,
All grown-assed—I can
Admit it now: I am
A gelatinous head
Inside of a head
That smells of spit-
Up diamonds that's
Been jammed inside
Another head that,
Most certainly,
In oftentimes slats
Of moonlight, looks
As if a mustache
Has been Sharpied
Above its lip.
So what if the years
Haven't taught me
How to hold
Another's hand,
Tenderly, or drink
Orange smoothies
From the skull
Of my enemies?
My ribs don't cradle
Me right & maybe
I like feeling as if
I'm slipping out
Of the enormous hand
That's puppeting me.
But when the baby
Cries & tears jewel
His cheek's fat
Ledges, I fit into
Myself with the burn
Of a dislocated
Elbow being reset.
Watching him
Sleep today I'm on
Fire. I want to
Rip deep holes
In my body & umbrella
Over him—welcome
His shallow breaths
Into me as he rocks
A clockwise circle,
Eyelids tremoring
With white-hot dreams.
Ghost Rock
O there are so many
Mixed signals in this life—
This way, highway, that
Half, no way, not even
Halfway. The next day
Is all Beep. Bop. Boop.
Can you hear me
Now, motherfucker?
But you & I are both lost,
O so lost. At night, God,
Or some other blowhard,
Whispered in my dreams,
If you love danger you'll die
By it, so I stopped playing tag
With bottle rockets & Roman
Candles. The fourth-story
Window was no longer an option
On the list of things I want
To leap out of before I die.
But I can't help it—I had to
Smash through the sliding
Door & pose like the Heisman
Trophy to show all the people
At my birthday party that glass
& I are pretty much the same
Thing. It's made me think
About it a bit more. Both
Billy Joel & Iron Maiden—
Even that one-armed drummer
From Def Leppard—say only
The good die young, right?
So, what about being a bit
Of both? Containing more
Than they want me to?
I know, I know, who do I
Think I am? I can hardly
Fathom the one thing I want
To know: when I flatten a hand
Against my sleeping boy's belly
Why do I feel a tiny paradise howling
Through my ribs? The way we fawn over
The untarnished beauty of skin
Is precious & cancerous, I suppose.
What is he, but a pulsing sack
Of wheeze? Help me, please.
Tell me, please. I will beg.
What is this rough magic
That fills me, this blaze
That keeps pushing us on?
Still Life With Birthday Cake
& Dynamite
I was alive when this started
But now, well, who knows
What you'd call this pretty
Little place now? Even after all
That E. coli, I've still got one
Leg that kicks. I've never been
To Waco. I've never been
To Baton Rouge. But I've lived
In an apartment where something
The realtor wouldn't speak
About happened. It was amazing,
How life was altered as I sat
In the living room eating a bowl
Of rice, imagining what kind of
Butchery happened—the stained
Hardwood beneath my coffee
Table. Just like today's clouds.
Plumes of acrid smoke are
Wafting above the city & somehow,
I woke with good vibes, thinking
Today was still going to be
A good day. All of the ghosts
Were creep-crawling around
The sugar bowl, right where
I can keep an eye on them.
& that rusty spoon, that bent
Up piece of scrap? Hold the warm
Metal to your lips, my little man.
It's been burning, buried
In my chest for years.
(Continues...)
Excerpted from The Wish Book by Alex Lemon. Copyright © 2014 Alex Lemon. Excerpted by permission of Milkweed Editions.
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Table of Contents
Contents
Boundless, 4,ONE,
I Knew You Before You Were, 8,
After The World Did Not End, 10,
Ghost Rock, 13,
Still Life With Birthday Cake & Dynamite, 15,
Not Here Not Now, 17,
TWO,
Pure Missing, 20,
Life & Life Only, 21,
Maybe You'll Be Young & Pretty Forever, 22,
Wake Up Dead Man, 24,
They'll Be Passing Out Lifejackets Soon, 26,
Haruspex, 29,
My Favorite Coup d'état, 31,
Falling Asleep In A Stranger's Bathtub, 32,
Rube Baby Rube, 34,
Pole-Dancing With Ghosts, 36,
And The Wind Sings Boo, 38,
They Know Not What To Do With Their Suffering, 40,
Disneyfication, 41,
The Blowdown, 44,
Marooning, 46,
This Pledge Drive Don't End, 48,
Volant, 50,
7-7-7, 53,
Not Yet A Word, Climbing Out Of Your Little Cage, 55,
THREE,
Real-Live Bleeding, 58,
FOUR,
The Pleasure Dome, 78,
Your Life Is The Bed I'm Gonna Lie Down In, 81,
Of Love Hot & Enormous, 83,
Shakedown Machine, 86,
Listen Now Pull It Together Focus, 88,
Wearing A Dead Man's Sunglasses To The Zoo, 90,
The Itching Is Chronic, 92,
Show Up Look Good, 94,
Locked & Loaded, 95,
Everybody Has A Skeleton, 96,
Making It Nice, 98,
Trust Me Trust Me Trust, 101,
Ain't No Best In Show, 103,
Lampreys Of Sunlight, 105,
Let Us Get Our Gifting On, 107,
The Trick Bag, 109,
The Wish Book, 112,