To the Angelbeast

By Eduardo C. Corral Read the Q & A

For Arthur Russell

All that glitters isn’t music.

Once, hidden in tall grass,
I tossed fistfuls of dirt into the air:
doe after doe of leaping.

You said it was nothing
but a trick of the light. Gold
curves. Gold scarves.

Am I not your animal?

You’d wait in the orchard for hours
to watch a deer
break from the shadows.

You said it was like lifting a cello
out of its black case.

Source: Poetry (December 2011).

 Eduardo C. Corral

Biography

Eduardo C. Corral earned degrees from Arizona State University and the University of Iowa Writers’ Workshop. His debut collection of poetry, Slow Lightning (2012), won the Yale Younger Poets Prize, making him the first Latino recipient of the award. Praised for his seamless blending of English and Spanish, tender treatment of history, and careful exploration of sexuality, Corral has received numerous honors and awards, including . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Love, Desire, Romantic Love, Relationships

POET’S REGION U.S., Mid-Atlantic

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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