[Show me the body that brides its quest]

By Karen Volkman b. 1967 Karen Volkman
Show me the body that brides its quest,
that sleeps its seemings, tremblant inconnue,
jeweled Ophelia of diaphanous hue
in all her slippings, weed-wedded, water-dressed,
the sluice and swooning of her semblant rest—
the river ruptures, the weeds branch blue—
day’s jaune eyes (wide lucencies) bleed new
hollow spaces where the breathings nest,
irised mnemosyne, rumored as a rune.
Oh roared red pulse, errata, when you die
maiden-postured, murmur in the wrist,
tendrilled syllables the waters twist,
or innered element (it is an I)
the dead girl blurring in the blooded noon.

Karen Volkman, “[Show me the body that brides its quest]” from Nomina. Copyright © 2008 by Karen Volkman. Reprinted by permission of BOA Editions, Ltd.  www.boaeditions.org

Source: Nomina (BOA Editions, Ltd., 2008)

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Poet Karen Volkman b. 1967

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Subjects Living, Death, The Body

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Born in Miami, poet Karen Volkman earned a BA at New College and an MA at Syracuse University and completed a year of doctoral studies at the University of Houston. Her poetry collections include Crash’s Law (1996), selected for the National Poetry Series by Heather McHugh; Spar (2002), which won the James Laughlin Award and the Iowa Poetry Prize; and Nomina (2008). Her poetry has been featured in the anthologies The New . . .

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SUBJECT Living, Death, The Body

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

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