Loop

By Rae Armantrout b. 1947 Rae Armantrout
Curled up in bed,
I’m young
in the old way.
 
               •
 
One
continuous stroke

without lifting
the pen

as if

“stem, tendril,
stem tendril”

were the words
of a commandment.
 
               •
 
My next
elliptical loops

read “Praise.”

Word

deciphered

at a snail’s
pace.

Source: Poetry (March 2013).

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This poem originally appeared in the March 2013 issue of Poetry magazine

March 2013
 Rae  Armantrout

Biography

Rae Armantrout, one of the founding members of the West Coast group of Language poets, stands apart from other Language poets in her lyrical voice and her commitment to the interior and the domestic. Her short-lined poems are often concerned with dismantling conventions of memory, pop culture, science, and mothering, and these unsparing interrogations are often streaked with wit. “You can hold the various elements of my poems in . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Living, The Body, Arts & Sciences, Language & Linguistics

POET’S REGION U.S., Western

SCHOOL / PERIOD Language Poetry

Poetic Terms Series/Sequence

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