from Field Notes

By Brooklyn Copeland b. 1984 Brooklyn Copeland
The smallness of this
colloquial cannot

muffle the full morning orchestra—

amphibious greens
clotting the trickle

of thaw. The tinny

fin flip and eyeflake flash—
small schools that

give shimmer in the dull

skulk of wind.

)

(cry one
               pure perennial
                               I can’t
doubt)

(something by which to)
               where we are
wearing our
belts

a little tighter—

)

rotted out boat
bottom:
               the boat
will stay afloat

as long as you pretend to
                                       row

)

In meadows
let alone,

gravid stems
erupt—

hale
yellows.

)

Gravid stems
erupt.

The hale
yellows pale once

they’re plucked.

Source: Poetry (November 2010).

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This poem originally appeared in the November 2010 issue of Poetry magazine

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 Brooklyn  Copeland

Biography

Brooklyn Copeland was born in Indianapolis, Indiana. She is the author of numerous chapbooks, including The Milk for Free (2008), Longing/Belonging (2009), Laked, Fielded, Blanked (2011), and Salt Ballads (2012, and the full-length collection Siphon, Harbor (2012). Copeland’s work, in which she often layers images, sound, and narrative in short, fragmented lines, has drawn comparisons to that of Lorine Niedecker, William Carlos . . .

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Poems by Brooklyn Copeland

Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Nature, Trees & Flowers

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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