Song in my heart

By Diane Seuss Diane Seuss
If there’s pee on the seat it’s my pee,
battery’s dead I killed it, canary at the bottom
of the cage I bury it, like God tromping the sky
in his undershirt carrying his brass spittoon,
raging and sobbing in his Hush Puppy house
slippers with the backs broke down, no Mrs.
God to make him reasonable as he gets out
the straight razor to slice the hair off his face,
using the Black Sea as a mirror when everyone
knows the Black Sea is a terrible mirror,
like God is a terrible simile for me but like
God with his mirror, I use it.

Source: Poetry (December 2009).


This poem originally appeared in the December 2009 issue of Poetry magazine

December 2009
 Diane   Seuss


Diane Seuss is the author of Wolf Lake, White Gown Blown Open (2010), which received the 2009 Juniper Prize for Poetry. Her work has appeared in Poetry, The Georgia Review, Brevity, Able Muse, Valparaiso Poetry Review, and The Missouri Review. Seuss is writer-in-residence at Kalamazoo College, in Michigan.

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SUBJECT God & the Divine

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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