Mary Wilson – 3 poems

 

MAN’S WORLD

 

Is it so small a dwelling

running to your door,

that a man, sleepwalking

with one foot on the back of

men would never hear it?

He’s dressed in your old clothes

colors, handmade, arrange his body for you

ask you if you’ve seen him

fleeted and sorry,

lancing pigeons in the world

of blue beneath his eyes.

 

 

THE WORLD

 

Becomes its own escort

there is

no one else

 

 

OTHER WORLD

 

Opposition is my spectacle.

Gulls the sky numerous.

And the expression

Not of this world.

We feed off each other.

Give rise to.

Piles, the crowd

as a wind between bodies.

 

 

Mary Wilson was born in Worcester, Massachusetts. She currently lives in Providence, Rhode Island, where she is pursuing an MFA in Literary Arts at Brown University.

 

 

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