Half a woman, really, off a balcony
in the early December of another hemisphere.
Danced or frozen
amid a well-placed healthy skepticism:
The letter “P”
Where birds listen intently, [how dry it is].
Where spines, hair, lead, sand
and shellac–l’American rails,
a garden gate, stamps amid a plain
triganomally. That place where…
we, banished to be certain–but
bound to be people
again soon.
–after the mixed media work “Garden Gate” by Kyle Johnson
Barbara Cully is the author of two poetry collections from Penguin Books: Desire Reclining (2003) and The New Intimacy (1997) and two collections from Kore Press: Shoreline Series (1997) and That Place Where (2011). A new collection, Under the Hours is forthcoming from JackLeg Press in May 2012 and Cully Selected Poems forthcoming in May 2013.
*Photo courtesy of withrow.