“August Song of Flight” by Jennifer Funk (poetry ’16)
An excerpt from”August Song of Flight” by Jennifer Funk (poetry ’16), published by The Boiler.
August Song of Flight
You unshuckable masterpiece of conviction and collapse, I shiver
in the light of your particular eclipse. You have a way
of pickling my tongue and rubbing out all my best
learned lessons: now, is when I walk away, now, is when
I knit my lips together and keep myself clothed, oh,
but the plummy succor of your mouth
and the fractured shadow of your breath
raking hesitation from my limbs: here is how
I ruin in a field and flatten the cornstalks.
