Adam Clay

@adamclay

Adam Clay is the author of Stranger (Milkweed Editions, 2016), A Hotel Lobby at the Edge of the World (Milkweed Editions, 2012), and The Wash (Parlor Press, 2006). A co-editor of TYPO Magazine, he also serves as a Book Review Editor for Kenyon Review.

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Without the desire / to fall back into the firefly light, the poets withheld / their voices with the weight of their wild / and gnawing desires

Adam Clay, from “Poem Beginning with a Line from Darwish,” The Shallow Ends (16 December 2017)

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I used to be amazed at the weight An ant could carry. I used to be surprised by Survival. But now I know the mind can carry Itself to the infinite power. Like the way snow Covers trauma to the land below it, we only Believe the narrative of what the eye can see.

Adam Clay, from “What Shines Does Not Always Need To” (via oofpoetry)

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“Meditation for the Silence of Morning,” Adam Clay

I wake myself imagining the shape of the day and where I will find

myself within it. Language is not often in that shape,

but sentences survive somehow through the islands of dark matter,

the negative space often more important than the positive.

Imagine finding you look at the world completely different upon waking one day.

You do not know if this is permanent. Anything can change, after all,

for how else would you find yourself in this predicament or this opportunity,

depending on the frame? A single thought can make loneliness seem frighteningly new.

We destroy the paths of rivers to make room for the sea.

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