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.