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  • The American Poetry Review

    FIVE POEMS

    Nov 01, 2018 1 minute
    TYLER GOLDMAN

    V.34

    Mother, father, I’m handing you this child,little Erotion, the one I loved the most,so she won’t be too scared of Tartarus,his awful mouths, and all the shadow ghosts.She’d have been six in onlyLet her play with you there by her side, my old,experienced parents. Let her babble my name.Let no thick grass cover her tiny bones.And earth, don’t press too hard on her:she hardly pressed on you.

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