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From XCIX | Edgar Garcia

From XCIX

Clouded, clouded
morning mist come in from the sea

I slink here again, just me
on the Atlantis of
personal history–heavy pride

ruined into an image of humility

how else could I expect
to talk time through into these things

mists settling over the stage

and here again in the up-stream
clarity
I will continue to have swam
the murky shoulders

mat of fins, choked gills
mossy boulders
and my belly scraping on the boulders

I’m just a push of water
in the river

and an impulse to push forward

*          *          *         *         *

this poem is for all those times I too
went into oblivion
to pull out paradise, or its approximation

when a hundred thousand approximations
will not equal the whole

imagine a fish
flying through the air
thinking that this, quick supernal vault
would be PEACE after all

before smacking back into the cold
lucky, blind flyer
to have hit into the fluid

flight and descent to marrow
nor does the illusion become any less convincing

therefore the toughness of the bone

strange body seeking stranger forms
of watery skin

of barberry, raspberries, rhubarb clumps
sour cherries, cedar tree
plum, apple and violet streaks

before smacking back into the cold

………………………………………struck
by a lavender javelin, early day
……….the pursuit of heaven
washed in fire

a wash of unpolished choriambs

how else could I to talk time
anticipate

*          *          *         *         *

clouded, clouded
morning mist come in from the sea

mist settling over the stage

I’m just a push of water
in the river

and an impulse to push forward


A native of Los Angeles, Edgar Garcia came to New Haven (by way of Berkeley and New York — as well as a brief stint in Barcelona) to complete a PhD in the English department at Yale — specializing in poetry in some way. He hopes one day to entertain sea dogs, circus performers and other such vagrant souls with his poems. Currently working on a big poem about the universe in small bits, much of his ruminating gets exhibited in a magazine he runs with some dear friends: www.thehydramag.com.

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