Jonathan Weinert

Ode to Cabeza de Vaca
June 9, 2012 Weinert Jonathan

Ode to Cabeza De Vaca

 

What good is it to see for miles and miles,

the tired, lonely explorer said to the fat queen,

prostrate by her feet, still not allowed to go home.

I am dying of omens that no one recognizes or understands,

and I am under anesthesia again, veil over my brain,

so I may be wrong, or confused about even simple things like

who I am.

It’s not what you think, the other side,

not a dream or a movie,

but more a sifting diamond sand washed up with the bodies,

so don’t tread there; don’t be anything.

Jonathan Weinert is the author of In the Mode of Disappearance, winner of the Nightboat Poetry Prize, and Thirteen Small Apostrophes, a chapbook. He is co-editor, with Kevin Prufer, of Until Everything Is Continuous Again: American Poets on the Recent Work of W.S. Merwin. Jonathan has received fellowships from the Ucross Foundation, the Massachusetts Cultural Council, and Caldera Arts. He won the Copper Nickel Editor’s Prize in Fall 2015. Recent work appears, or will soon appear, in Pangyrus, The Louisville Review, The Southwest Review, Beloit Poetry Journal, The Massachusetts Review, and elsewhere.