Reasons to Leave the Slaughter
By Ben Clark
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Ben Clark’s poems understand the weirdness of living, of loving and being loved, of grit and breath and what bangs around in our everyday bodies. Made of asphalt and sweat and farm dirt, these are honest, important poems. I love their singing. - Marty McConnell, author
Clark's voice welds tension to narrative so seamlessly, we can scarcely tell sometimes where the literal ends and the wonder begins. His, is an armageddon of tension holding together taut strands of unbelievable beauty and charismatic curiosity. -Roger Bonair-Agard, “Tarnish and Masquerade"
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Reasons to Leave the Slaughter - Ben Clark
Copyright © Ben Clark 2011
No part of this book may be used or performed without written consent from the author, if living, except for critical articles or reviews.
Clark, Ben.
1st edition.
ISBN: 978-1-935904-32-8
Interior Layout by Lea C. Deschenes
Cover Designed by Debra Kayes
Cover Photo by Todd Brown
Interior Illustrations by Joshua Cotter
Proofread by Patty Petelin
Edited by Elise Paschen, Sherry Antonini and Marty McConnell
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Special thanks to Lightning Bolt Donor, Weston Renoud
Printed in Tennessee, USA
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For Kate
REASONS TO LEAVE THE SLAUGHTER
REASONS TO LEAVE THE SLAUGHTER
Pasture
Apology
Fishing
At One Hundred, A Miracle
Night Shift
There’s A Beast Roaming
The Architecture Of Obsession
Breaking
Mother
What We Do For Fun Around Here #1
Death/Wish
Summer
On Your Birthday
What We Do For Fun Around Here #2
Father
My Father Explains His Birth
To My First Love’s Soon-To-Be Child
Defense
Gift
What We Do For Fun Around Here #3
No Tamer, No Butcher, No Hunter
When A Crop Duster Sees A Body
A Destruction Of Cats Discovers You
Walking On Water
Beard Cycle
What We Do For Fun Around Here #4
Olive Saloon
After Olive, Above Bakery
Grandfather
What We Do For Fun Around Here #5
Smothering Behind The Silos
You May Never Meet My Son
Guesswork
Root
A Few Reasons We Left The Farm
Growing Up On Grain
Grandmother
What We Do For Fun Around Here #6
My Younger Brother Explains
How To Lose A Younger Brother
Slaughter
About The Author
Acknowledgments
PASTURE
Tired at last with prayer, I leave my bedside
and stalk the farm with an old wooden bat
murdering lightning bugs and envisioning angels
in fatal flutters—wings smeared across
the sky. Handfuls of crushed abdomens still dimly lit
I rub on my face and palms like war paint. Anointed,
I swing feral at the moon and stars
picturing a frightened god and