The Dark, a Downy Eye
A skeleton key
cores the door open
I enter, clutch
the globe of memory
a string of reasons
sing myself full of his name
pour him alive
Source & Method
Found poem composed/modified from words in Ocean Vuong’s poem, “Threshold.” I selected individual words by sound and image from poems I loved, made a list, found ways they connected to other words. If the source document contained hope, I might modify it to hopeless, or alter she to he, you, or I, or separate heartache to heart or ache.
Karen George, author of the collections Swim Your Way Back and A Map and One Year, has work in South Dakota Review, Valparaiso Poetry Review, Adirondack Review, Louisville Review, Naugatuck River Review, and SWWIM.
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