Alan Britt

AS A SMALL CHILD I RETURNED TO INDIANA
Alan Britt, September 2009

The sun’s fingers entered Indiana hay,
warming it near the temperature
of flat ochre sand grains
stuck to the skinny white ankles
of Palm Beach tourists.

The back of my head,
neck,
shoulders
nestled in the hay’s warm fibers,
those hollow tubes
of sunlight.

The boy from Florida witnessed a fault line, that day,
branching the entire blue and white stucco sky.

At the very center of this fault line,
in its jungle of dualities
and howling monkeys,
was a floating placenta,
a world,
a universe of sorts,
but a placenta all the same.

My new universe fed
upon its bloody good fortune.

(A placenta is nothing to waste.)

The boy from Florida
fell fast asleep in the warm Indiana hay.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo by Richard A. Koch

 

Alan Britt’s recent books are Vegetable Love (2009), Vermilion (2006), Infinite Days (2003), Amnesia Tango (1998) and Bodies of Lightning (1995). The Poetry Library (www.poetrymagazines.org.uk) providing a free access digital library of 20th & 21st century English poetry magazines with the aim of preserving them for the future has included Britt’s work published in Fire ( UK ) in their project. Britt’s work also appears in the new anthologies, American Poets Against the War, Metropolitan Arts Press, 2009 and Vapor transatlántico (Transatlantic Steamer), a bi-lingual anthology of Latin American and North American poets, Hofstra University Press/Fondo de Cultura Económica de Mexico/Universidad Nacional Mayor de San Marcos de Peru, 2008. Britt recently served as Panel Chair for Poetry Studies & Creative Poetry for the PCA/ACA Conference 2007 in Boston and read poetry at Ramapo College in Mahwah , NJ (2009) and the WPA Gallery/Ward-Pound Ridge Reservation in Cross River , NY (2008). Nominated for the Pushcart Prize 2008. Alan currently teaches English/Creative Writing at Towson University and lives in Reisterstown , Maryland with his wife, daughter, two Bouviers des Flandres, one Bichon Frise and two formerly feral cats.

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