Stephanie Anderson
BARNSHACK,
OR, WOODEN BALLOON: A PARING OF MISS DORAÕS CHRONOGRAPHY
LETTER FROM INSOMNIACS
You are
not an isosceles outline.
Not
outline an a-flat or a both.
You are
always flat not how fields.
You field
sometimes a spinal pivot.
Are a
pivot to a twisting cress.
You cress
gear and no buff.
You are
perhaps to jasper-wired gear.
Cast you
jasper in silverette.
You
silvers are skailing.
Are
skailing on-occasion dram.
Occasioned
yet seldom unfortify.
Yet his
itching grew delineable.
Your
hands are aging well.
And then they started ripping. They stared
at the stumps as they did, working the rails.
They liked their milk they said staring,
powdered. They said Old Rose, Old
Rosie as they ripped slowly scorning. The jobbers
saying against felicitous fire, no such,
saying
maybe Maggie on the upgrade, staring at
acreage
of stumps, so far, so far. The lumber satisfaction
of the unwanted acreage, besides, Old
Maggie sent on the saw. No such, they said,
not tanbark or charcoal for stubs now, so far
from felicitous fire. But for the log slide, they
said, but for the log pond. They did not rip
in cut time; they scorned pace, saying almost
completed, saying timber takes mill and we are
jobbers, we like milk powdered at the camps
with Old Rosie Old Maggie bringing the kegs
Saturdays, they said, all year by rail not
common
time, they said, as they ripped the rails up.
BARNSHACK, OR, WOODEN
BALLOON: A PARING OF MISS DORAÕS CHRONOGRAPHY
I. As the Pupil in a Black Eye
Obscures junkheap,
junked, she crouched / dismembered
the bicycle
and found moon-
shine
and beef heart
beneath all that wheel and gear.
Mark
singular / lateral.
She flung through subway junction
where
she dropped the darts,
wool pressed against boulder
and the elk returned
to
elk / rock.
She kicks the muddy slate that does not mend
the floor.
II. Wearing a White Wideawake
She leaps over the Kinzua Dam
She ghosts in the strip-mines
Wants to stop the contour-
Crushing when surfaced
Stars smear into swaggaz
Who call shotgun in the hoopie
This is the era of glacier hustle
The accumulation zones over-
Looked water bird flocks
And a barrel of stone pits
The lease prohibits neighbors
The atmosphere meanders
III.
The Understory Is Not Frozen and Contains
Elderberry / Beech /
Hay Lift / Ground Fern / Spore /
Young Maple Hemlock
Apple / Break Dance / No Oak /
Salt Lick / Free Free
/ Buck Rub / Colt 45 / Ox Shoe /
Blackberry / Cracked
Sight
IV.
Before Carving Out Bootjack
She hitched a tongue truck wheel in front
for
the horse's necks,
zerk fittings provided
for
major wear points.
She had her eye
on selium. Almost
all vetches are indicator plants
and symptoms include rings
below
the coronary band
or
hoof slough. All clean
as a hound's tooth with lots
of bone, her string of broke.
She
tied up docked tails
and
thinned, trimmed long tails
with
a pocket knife.
She didn't tolerate waller;
shaped barstock
while watching for paddling or winging.
The
leg acts as a pendulum
and
her horses weren't toed in.
They pulled the tidewater ice;
the soil stripped and granular.
V.
Two Pearls on a Table of Ebony
Are her two viselike fists.
She is equipped with an ordinary land side.
She sweeps salt brush from the citied streets.
Other structors made run off.