Four Poems

By Elaine Equi

“T” AS IN TAUT

    for Tom Clark

 

To hold the line steady

through countless
poem-years.

Not a slacker,
he taught us that –

as one who truly
stands by his word

when words
seldom mean what
they’re meant to.

 

JITTERMAGNET

Chaos amulet.

Nervous soda —

sipped like static
through a straw.

 

BLANK BAG

I dream of losing
my purse again.

Have gone out
without my personhood.

Am just a penniless
ghost again,

unable to buy
a return-ticket.

The sales counter
is the border
of this country.

 

EVERY REVERIE

Stuffs the ears
with cotton candy –

unheard of
sweetness

that liquifies
the brain first,
then the body.

Life as an amoeba
was good.

After that, too many
worries — lost
in a complex forest.

Elaine Equi's books include Sentences and Rain, Click and Clone, and Ripple Effect: New and Selected Poems (all from Coffee House Press). A new collection, The Intangibles, was published in November of 2019. She teaches at New York University and the MFA program in creative writing at the New School.