It disappeared.
It reappeared
as chimney smoke
that burnt through carcasses
of swallows stilled,
and that it portrayed no will
was why I followed that smoke
with this pair of eyes.
It was that it didn’t need
or require my belief
that I leant upon it
as a tired worker
upon
a gate.
Source: Poetry (November 2012).
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This poem originally appeared in the November 2012 issue of Poetry magazine
Katie Ford is the author of Deposition (2002), Colosseum (2008), and the forthcoming Blood Lyrics (2014), all published by Graywolf Press. She teaches at Franklin & Marshall College.
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