Poetry Magazine
from Letter in April: IV
Already on the street
with our money clutched
in our hands,
and the world is a white laundry,
where we are boiled and wrung
and dried and ironed,
and smoothed down
and forsaken
we sweep
back
in children’s dreams
of chains and jail
and the heartfelt sigh
of liberation
and in the spark trails
of feelings
the fire eater
the cigarette swallower
come
to light
and we pay
and distance ourselves
with laughter.
Source: Poetry (May 2009).
Poems by Inger Christensen
Poem Categorization
SUBJECT Social Commentaries, Money & Economics, Class, Life Choices
Poetic Terms Free Verse
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