Two Poems by Cody-Rose Clevidence
Today in the PEN Poetry Series, guest editor Maggie Nelson features three poems by Codey Rose Clevidence. About Clevidence’s work Nelson writes: “The longer I go on in poetry, the more interested I become in its limits—of intelligibility, of originality, of the new feelings it can create, the far-flung registers it can collide. Cody Rose Clevidence is a poet who hurls language against such limits. The vocabulary of these poems is sublime, scummy, desirous, mythic, and contemporary. Like Hopkins or Rimbaud, they cusp into symbol and system while also feeling gothic, material, and wild. They invite us to ‘unprayer & gentle the bloom.'”
[thrung u tyrant flycatcher my ♥ delinquent]
thrung u tyrant flycatcher my ♥ delinquent]
forest upheld, throne crown crow black beak bark
black beak bleak heart bleat or bark in the darkness, meager
little lamb of ivy, wrought & falter
sap the spring does rise bold
in these (which, these) imaginary bodies & strut
seamless in throng ugly & thorough
moral parallelogram fear me
fear not, iron, nodding bobbin,
litmus @ best leave me
wrap the rock in gauze then swallow it.
meadow, operationally ransomed tunnel thru dense
foliage concrete & marble there muttering unbeacon
unnimble hoof-print paw me & stumble (I) lonesome
katydid stutter drag “mozart” towards volatile, flora
stole from a nomenclature a name
all names r the same
“apple” “bomb” “lizard” “sine”
dead thing, turn now, grain-siloh
subterfuge, forget-me-not, angle-only
abashed, shame of the first eye (star)
& spectra, taste, grace
a steep path slowly.
mimic a tuneless prometheus then
placeholder in a name, denizen
where a place was held, spit
split lip a stone swallowed then
mutinous & cold
etched appetites strung pearls on thick boughs:
bought come early, before the shine wears off
in this dalliance the days crust rose gentle
sight :listen, insects, night crows the break awake
grim of salivation, sir I’m resolute,
forsaken, crested, there
in plumage, lorn—
plus per lesion lance man-breast then own
song-stutterer thou regret of nature flung
far from those shores rotten “2 the core”
txt of my slang heart, math of a measured world
whatever each extinction this
marks & “maketh pure”
is a rock humble? is it stupid? can it fly?
the being of being outside is still inside
the being of being, LOL. wtf//ftw.
I eye in it in instant
grown a gown of slime
undress before the throne.
eyeball perimeter lush allegory
replace the need– the need is a place
it is lost in. I am lost
in a place there’s a need in.
shuttle, loom, ambient pressure,
girdle the bark, stung nest
unprayer & gentle the bloom.
derive me from no math but this:
alksjdfh lkjsdlfkj lkd glaksjdf askj
& shed thy grace on meeeeeeeeeeeeee
camouflage ze Chronos eat
by-the-sea-shore, all day
me yr barren boulders suckle
be in a position 2 suckle
the daybreak out of it
by scrotum eyed sun Olympus
in exegesis “many geese”
my chariot my Ford Excursion
Oiled the sun there Oiled it good
& greasy, there
mir mirror miro make muck mirror
make mirror make murk
as mirror is an eye
is an eyes
& eyes will guide u eyeward
stammering, half-hurt, half-prey,
Actaeon, see the self is selved
is fragment, mirror, flect
each pain is an ocean each eye
opens each eye up
my plumage then
a million eyes & stone
a throne is a throat upon which a stone.
an iris guards the gates.
what once was breathed is breathed back.
what once was eaten, ate.
from Scum, Rejoice.
by gaze inhabit
thy motion only
shock sky w nakedness shock
mountain w unforgiven – animal
of my animal throw
geese into the sky
by their throats this
world is unforgiven.
unangel me in darkness
unangel the darkness
meat eat meat turn
into it as the day turns
into dimness a choir of
howls resounds in the hills
hills flooded with sunlight
hills hollowed by sunlight
trees are hollow they are a thin
membrane around their discarded cores.
the motile stirring Dawn hurt
is error “to wander”
|| shock stunted winter
a “clean break” be
guilty, storm, as shale f
laked sky from calm;
& yet built a body of.
|| petulant &
boggy ravine all
“glistering” w frost
& dead the endless
procession & dead the
piles on the earth & dead
the marshgrass & dead
the prariegrass & dead the
downed dead trees
the trunks bent under,
snapped & frayed in death
weighed down w the weight
of the xcellent & living excess
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