Jibade-Khalil Huffman
Three poems
GUARANTEED SWAHILI
It was in sleet that he arrived
by another misreading
he was an hour late
for the sentence, “counter
smothered in feathers;” in others
like it no mention of place
was made. The effect only
of girl on seams, in
her own jeans
into margins of the earth
trespassed, into the margins
of the earth--in villanelles
the victim is given
an hour from the town
to complain its distance
upon resorting to the tape
the guaranteed Swahili
his passing unannounced.
REHEARSALS FOR BRITAIN
I have in mind the arch tome, I have
the funnel aimed to sweep in flecks
of paint like those, the fallen
upon inspection, face revealing verdict
by viola’s tune, by the cello tune
closing to applause, to go on for
other schillings, to save a life and
stand the hands as on a myth with
the hand grenade and with the statuette
from Cuneiform he seemed
to have been reading. Through sand to
course and sand to shake
by right I have the wronged, I have
the beach emptied in a drill in
case of their assault.
“THOSE TURNED QUIET BY KNIVES, BY NIGHT ...”
Those turned quiet by knives, by night
in shrill, remained the possibility
of children stove off from sleep
held in her arms. This was so
the blinds might not arrive, carried
in wind from once set in a window
twice to pry
some space from her lap, occupied or
not by the one child, had second
gone pacing; those that held
several brands. Colored and shaken
effect of a rocking horse and
trembling, to mark on walls to
leave on names, on
a landable room that
hawk attacks.
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