A long pullback shot of some twelve hundred pairs of animals
entering the ark set a record for processing hours: it would have
taken one computer more than thirty-eight years to build.
—From a New Yorker article on the making of Noah
Think of it: sixty or so new animals
each year and the mind containing
them the way the air contains a
magician's endless handkerchief,
red stuff pulled knot by knot from
an empty pocket. And have I
built in all these years a single
memory of land? And have I left
anything holy alone? My herds and
flocks don't know but they also
don't care, so long as stalls are
mucked and hooves trimmed like
so many cells in the story of you
I wanted every satellite to touch
like a hem. My beasts. Sometimes
when the sea tears itself limb
from limb I sing them long-ago
songs of a great machine
commanding us to believe—and how
we believed—and of the world that kept
holding on even when we let go.
Rachel J. Bennett likes outliers. Her chapbook, On Rand McNally's World, is forthcoming (Summer 2015) from dancing girl press. A few places her poems live are Sixth Finch, Similar:Peaks::, Rattle, Big Lucks, Salt Hill, and Vinyl. You can find her on the M train and @rachtree11.
Geramee Hensley
November is an anagram
for fishhook
Taunja Thomson
Skull, My Former
Rachel J. Bennett
Level with Animals
Field Dressing
My Favorite Animal
For the Programmer
Sean M. Conrey
Alan
Lomax Translation No. 1:
Nimrod Workman, 'Mother
Jones Will' (1983)
Alan Lomax Translation No. 2:
"Belton Sutherland's
Field Holler" (1978)
Heather McNaugher
Nature & Environmental
Writing Workshop
Thea Goodrich
Keynes & Keats as the Keystone
Cowboy: Infinite Iterations
Vanessa Couto Johnson
augury
Raymond Farr
Encroachment on a Dry Source
Kristin LaFollette
The Burial
Anna Kreienberg
a tornado poem
Alejandro Escudé
A Proper Pressurized Blast
Cathryn Cofell
Throb