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Corey Mesler
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Who’s Driving Your Plane?
You live in a city so big
you have to say its name twice.
It’s confusing, at least from
here, where I write this in pencil
on the side of a locust shell.
I try to picture you in an apartment
in a building built of many
apartments. I see you get up at night
and the only light is the
refrigerator left open. I picture
you writing a poem, one
made of sinews and hope.
And then it goes blank. Blank until
I wake to find you here
in my head, your words like mites
peppering me. I say, Baby,
in your glasses you look like Grace
Kelly. I say, I look at your
picture just to yelp. You write back,
I am moving, moving.
Someday I will hear what you said.
Someday I will rest, rest.
Sincerely, Me, a Body Electric.
The Field’s Poem
I went to the field
because my head was full
of discontent.
I lay with my face toward
the hills
where the sun was scraping
the ridges raw.
Forgive this poor poem.
I allowed the field to
write it
while I contemplated just
what it was that
drew me to those peaks, what
let me down
to bring me out into the open.
Julie And Her Poetry
Julie,
the words are all in order.
Their letters
rattle like chess pieces
in a box.
Yet, I use them to spell
myself,
to offer respite to the hamster
wheel in my soul.
And, I
offer this: to look at you
and think
only about poetry. Only about
poetry
and your opulent mouth
which
so
undoes me
that I leave my Eliot in the rain.
Corey Mesler is
the owner of Burke’s
Book Store, in Memphis,
Tennessee, one of the
country’s oldest (1875)
and best independent
bookstores. He has
published poetry and
fiction in numerous
journals including
Rattle, Pindeldyboz,
Quick Fiction, Cranky,
Thema, Mars Hill Review,
Poet Lore and
others. He has also
been a book reviewer for
The Memphis Commercial
Appeal. A short story
of his was chosen for
the 2002 edition of
New Stories from the
South: The Year’s Best,
published by Algonquin
Books. Talk,
his first novel,
appeared in 2002. Nice
blurbs from Lee Smith,
John Grisham, Robert
Olen Butler, Frederick
Barthelme, and others.
He has a new novel,
We Are
Billion-Year-Old Carbon,
due out in 2005 from
Livingston. His latest
four poetry chapbooks
are Chin-Chin in Eden
(2003) and Dark on
Purpose (2004),Short
Story and Other Short
Stories (2006), and
The Heart is Open
(2006). He also claims
to have written, “I
Fought the Law and the
Law Won.” Most
importantly, he is Toby
and Chloe’s dad and
Cheryl’s husband.
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