Pamela Alexander

Angles | Bad News
November 11, 2012 Alexander Pamela

Angles

 

The master speaks to a tree.

The professor snoozes. His glasses

 

slip. The Irish setter looks from one

to the other as if comparing:

 

one human cross-legged

on the ground, the other

 

slouched on a bench. Runners flash by;

light tilts against glass towers.

 

One head on paws. One head

against metal curve. Third head

 

counting wars. So many.

Needs stones or an abacus.

 

The professor snores lightly.

Crumbs on his shoes. The dog

 

licks them up. The master counts

on the trembling tips of branches.

 

 

Bad News

 

Doctors die.

Roofers get rained on.

 

A leopard springs

through the Jeep’s driver’s window,

into his lap.

 

Empty lifeboat adrift,

no oars.

 

Ice breaks

under the skater.

 

Cats have only one.

 

Clouds don’t stop bombs.

 

The lighthouse is dark.

The trail peters out.

Take care, pilgrim.

Pamela Alexander’s Left, winner of Beloit Poetry Journal’s 2024 Chad Walsh chapbook award, is forthcoming in the fall. She is the author of four previous collections of poems, most recently Slow Fire. Earlier books were awarded the Yale Younger Poet and Iowa Poetry Prizes, and her work has appeared in many periodicals and anthologies. She taught creative writing at M.I.T. and Oberlin College for many years, and served on the editorial board of FIELD magazine. Her honors include fellowships at the Fine Arts Work Center and the Bunting Institute. She lives in Maine.