Friday, May 1, 2015

Poem for the Weekend: Jeffrey McDaniel

 

Author of five books of poetry and the recipient of an NEA fellowship, Jeffrey McDaniel teaches at Sarah Lawrence College. His poems have appeared widely in journals and anthologies, and sometimes, he performs them live. You can watch another one here. But for my quiet, quiet week, here's this one:

The Quiet World

by Jeffrey McDaniel

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred   
and sixty-seven words, per day.
 
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear   
without saying hello. In the restaurant   
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,   
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.   

I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,   
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line   
and listen to each other breathe.

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"As soon as we express something, we devalue it strangely. We believe ourselves to have dived down into the depths of the abyss, and when we once again reach the surface, the drops of water on our pale fingertips no longer resemble the ocean from which they came...Nevertheless, the treasure shimmers in the darkness unchanged." ---Franz Kafka