Two Poems by

 

Joel Chace

 

 

 

 

Split

 

 

…shouting in the streets sometimes works… Nobody

 

at the forge.  Attendance not noted…a filthy,

 

unkempt peasant; a royal baker… These others walk

 

past children playing in snow on a lawn……obeying

 

 

 

the divine command to save his enemies’

 

city… What’s important happens under

 

the gorge…out on Rt. 1, a farmer who sees so many

 

armies come and go…Attending is…then

 

 

 

pleading that it be destroyed anyway… minute

 

later, they hear laughter that turns out to be

 

geese invisible in the high, driving flakes…all

 

overflowing with prophecy...  

 

 

 

 

 

Delving into Dots

 

 

That waitress’s resting face…pantomime,

 

then doom songs…They unwittingly

 

insult the pilgrim, asking her for

 

a translation…exclusively concerned

 

 

 

with the content of their message, not

 

its form…Those thirteen scarf as if there indeed

 

is no tomorrow…for once, deceived instead of

 

deceiving…In quick succession, they all

 

 

 

realize they’re not prepared.  The moment has

 

arrived, but none of them have any lift

 

remaining.  They’re absolutely fixed,

 

grounded, longing for the sky…expecting

 

 

 

all to rejoice at his death, he orders

 

executions of those who will truly be

 

mourned at that time…The final end,

 

one way or the other, unless not.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Joel Chace has published work in print and electronic magazines such as Tip of the Knife, E·ratio, Otoliths, Word For/Word, Golden Handcuffs Review, New American Writing, and The Brooklyn Rail.  His full-length collections include matter no matter, from Paper Kite Press, Humors, from Paloma Press, Threnodies, from Moria Books, fata morgana, from Unlikely Books, and Maths, from Chax Press.  Underrated Provinces is due out from Mad Hat Press in 2024.  Chace was a working jazz pianist for more than 40 years.  He is an NEH Fellow. 

 

 


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