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Rudiments of Flight
Rudiments of Flight
Rudiments of Flight
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Both revelatory and sensuous, these poems convey passion that trumps death, beauty that shines through shame, and love that is everlasting. Venturing to the edge of the known world and beyond—bearing unflinching witness to the terrors and ecstasies to be discovered there—this compilation is a kaleidoscopic intertwining of the worlds of humans, nature, myth, and spirit. As it explores fragility and pain, it will interest both female readers as well as those influenced by Jungian though.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherWings Press
Release dateFeb 1, 2013
ISBN9781609402570
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    Rudiments of Flight - Frances Hatfield

    Nude Descending a Staircase

    Imagine the scene

    where the body plunges

    through a plate of glass

    in very slow motion,

    the invisible wall shatters

    into a puzzle of light, the shriek

    of splintering shards winds down

    to reveal a choral ode

    both jubilant

    and tragic

    and let’s say you are the glass

    and love the body,

    you can see

    it coming and know

    it won’t stop,

    what chance do you have

    against that immortal

    weight set ablaze

    by time,

    and there are two worlds

    you try to keep apart

    with this marvelous invention

    of yourself,

    and who are you fooling

    that you are made of something solid

    when you are really only liquid light

    fresh from the fires

    of your birth,

    descending to earth

    slower than the eye can see,

    and now shattered—

    the place you once stood

    remembers wind,

    the bed

    will be baptized

    by rain

    as you fall,

    piece

    by shining piece

    into the abyss

    that is the shortest

    distance

    between us

    The Talking Cure

    Tracking bloody prints

    through halls of mirrored fractals

    down broken trails of memory

    of church basement—nursery—

    sewer—crypt, by the time

    you know the real reason you came

    it’s too late

    the locked gate to the forbidden

    room gapes open

    the snarls of the guard dogs

    hang like icicles in the air

    and the array of weaponry that once

    worked so well, turns out

    to be cardboard, a set prop

    for a war drama that has no beginning

    and may have no

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