{"id":1269,"date":"2011-10-03T21:57:05","date_gmt":"2011-10-03T21:57:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1269"},"modified":"2011-10-04T22:52:20","modified_gmt":"2011-10-04T22:52:20","slug":"glenn-cooper-1011","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/glenn-cooper-1011\/","title":{"rendered":"Glenn Cooper"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sonnet:\u00a0 Whatever Coming and Going Is<\/strong><\/p>\n

Whatever coming and going is,
\ndeath remains
\nthe only question of philosophy
\nworth pursuing. Today
\nI thought of Blair and the way music
\nleft his ears one beat at a time
\nuntil there was nothing left
\nbut a kind of silent yearning. It\u2019s true
\nthe stars menstruate, we, their curdled
\nblood. A threadless way.
\nThe asphxiation of truth.
\nWhat were you thinking about
\nin those final few minutes?
\nPut on a clean shirt before you die, someone said.<\/p>\n

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Sonnet:\u00a0 I Am Moving Towards Work<\/strong><\/p>\n

I am moving towards work without having slept,
\nthe birds in Joseph Cornell\u2019s little box
\nwhistling for storms,
\na rainy doorway swept of broken butterflies,
\na clock that does not strike.
\nMichelle, the night cracked when it left
\nyour breath, stole meaning from sound,
\nthe muffled drums hidden among your pale dresses.
\nYou passed through my dreams
\nlike a rainy doorway
\nclosing with eyelids heavy with sleep.
\nI am in need of music
\nsweet, unheard, the stain of love upon the world
\nand I move towards work without having slept.<\/p>\n

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Sonnet:\u00a0 Goodbye Now To The Sun Shining<\/strong><\/p>\n

Goodbye now to the sun shining
\non brass beds, the wonderful roar
\nof the street. Goodbye to women
\nrolling down their stockings, scented
\nwith the warmth of December evenings,
\nto birdsong and clocks pounding
\nthe minutes of metal. Enough
\nseen. Enough heard. Goodbye to
\n\u201cI waited by the telephone\u201d and
\n\u201cWe could never live together\u201d.
\nAccelerate softly my blood, for I am
\nsick at heart, broken and meditative.
\nThe years are frozen.
\nI was hoping to be happy by seventeen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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