The Light Between
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Terry Blackhawk
Terry Blackhawk is the founding director of InsideOut Literary Arts Project and a widely awarded educator as well as a poet. She is the author of two poetry chapbooks and four full-length collections of poetry including Escape Artist, winner of the John Ciardi Prize, and The Light Between (Wayne State University Press, 2012). She was named a Kresge Arts in Detroit Fellow in Literary Arts in 2013.Peter Markus is the senior writer with the InsideOut Literary Arts Project. He is the author of the novel Bob, or Man on Boat, as well as five other books of fiction, the most recent of which is The Fish and the Not Fish. He was named a Kresge Arts in Detroit Fellow in Literary Arts in 2012.
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The Light Between - Terry Blackhawk
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i
A Peaceable Kingdom
—after Ed Fraga’s La Santa E Gloriosa Carne
This dream is too dry:
it takes moistness to survive
the night, not broken towers,
flattened obelisks, hills
reclining like a sluggish lover
beneath a sun-bitten sky.
So this is how it feels
when the wind comes
scratching at that door
you closed: your pillows lie
abandoned, an erratic landscape
chisels into the marrow
of your sleep. They’ve got
a sale on plots like these,
and they’ve saved one
just for you. Let this emptiness
be your permanent bed.
No king spread these sheets.
No queen will stretch
from satiny sleep bearing her peace
like a cup of blessed wine
into the day. Oh shadowy
swiveling angel, is it enough
to let light fall
on half a face?
If a door exists in every story,
a window in every dream,
this vacant bed
might still conjure flesh,
conjugality, mirrors that glint
with what could have been: a blue frame
extending out, a checkered
pathway in.
Medea—Garland of Fire
i.
Jason, I despise this aging
dowager you make of me, a sexless
queen, her womb gone dry and the teeth
of love gnashing nothing but air.
These days I think emptiness
enrages most, flesh that cannot forget
its hunger turned to anger, blown
useless petals. Among my people
women have ways of remaining
supple with desire. Why do you scoff
at these offerings?
Rampant, how I desired you
as I stood in my father’s palace, stared at you
and burned. The glare from your sword
dazed me, set my mind
babbling with visions, I was that full
of leaves, breath, movement between
my legs a mouth an eye
beginning to leak.
ii.
Since only innocence can protect a warrior,
I unearthed from the fragrant ground
the tenderest bulbs of spring and from them drew forth
a clear, resilient milk. It turned you
pliant beneath my hands as I massaged it
onto you, half drunk and nearly wild
with your scent, your skin. Laurel
and sage, yes, but I was cunning, to shield you,
oiling, kneading you, all the while
taking care to think—think of the enemy,
my father’s dragon, how to help you
escape his flames.
I gave poppies to the dragon—poppies from fields
where once I wandered, my mind filled
with constellations and art. I saw patterns
everywhere and everywhere plants
revealed their inmost dew.
I cannot recall learning my medicinals,
these teas, tisanes and infusions,
but there was nothing that would not release
its secrets to me. All mine. My art.
My growth. This flourishing. This is what
you have taken from me. I have no language
to replace what I have lost.
iii.
The children I would bear from this
burning—could they but crawl