Friday, July 30, 2010

Michael Slosek's Holding Place

I hope you haven't been holding your breath. Please breathe.





Out of Print







Excerpt from the title poem, Holding Place



Held to, the dust in the wall
as a day to introduce.

The lines lean in upon
the ones and twos.

For casks in the blood
before dusk makes purpose.

Moving along the one
square, broken from

a house in cards. The seams
no longer visible.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

i do like the seamless rhythm, so much so, that i may purchase your chapbook, Michael! ;-) Denise

Tim Ruane said...

Fine poem.