Jenny George's "Reprieve" - by Devin Kelly
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Thoughts on cruelty and light.
Before the insects start to grind their million bodies, before impulse scatters the deer into the trees, before desire: there’s a rest. The dawn and the day observe each other. The herd begins to move over the field, one shared dream of grass and wind. The small stones of their hooves in the stony field. I’ve exhausted my cruelty. I’ve arrived at myself again. The sun builds a slow house inside my house, touching the stilled curtains, the bottoms of cups left out on the table. from The Dream of Reason (Copper Canyon, 2018) I’ve had the following two lines from this poem stuck…
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