From the Middle

By Katharine Coles Katharine Coles
How much of everything is pure
Getting ready. Dressing, pushing the button
Asquint through its machined furl
Only to unbutton, the eyes-open moment

Revealed. Ask any animal: nudity isn’t
The same as nakedness. Once you’ve seen
A dangling, you can’t unsee it, and
From that anything might ensue.

There’s the rub. Taking the long view
You could say the future is romantic
I suppose. Also something you
Could never do without, though its bric-

a-brac is purely theoretical, until
It’s arranged. Or not. Then, a miracle?

Source: Poetry (September 2013).

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

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 Katharine  Coles

Biography

Poet, novelist, and editor Katharine Coles earned a BA at the University of Washington, an MA at the University of Houston, and a PhD at the University of Utah.
 
Coles is the author of several collections of poetry, including Fault (2008), Utah Book Award winner The Golden Years of the Fourth Dimension (2001), and The One Right Touch (1992). She is also the author of the novels Fire Season (2005) and The Measurable World . . .

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Poem Categorization

SUBJECT Living, Midlife, The Mind, Time & Brevity

POET’S REGION U.S., Northwestern

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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