fr. “Antilamentation” by Dorianne Laux
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fr. “Antilamentation” by Dorianne Laux
Dust by Dorianne Laux
I want to stay on the back porch while the world tilts toward sleep, until what I love misses me, and calls me in.
// Dorianne Laux
Dorianne Laux, from a poem featured in Only As The Day is Long: New and Selected Poems
I have always loved too much, or not enough.
Dorianne Laux
Ray at 14
by Dorianne Laux
Bless this boy, born with the strong face of my older brother, the one I loved most, who jumped with me from the roof of the playhouse, my hand in his hand. On Friday nights we watched Twilight Zone and he let me hold the bowl of popcorn, a blanket draped over our shoulders, saying, Don’t be afraid. I was never afraid when I was with my big brother who let me touch the baseball-size muscles living in his arms, who carried me on his back through the lonely neighborhood, held tight to the fender of my bike until I made him let go. The year he was fourteen he looked just like Ray, and when he died at twenty-two on a roadside in Germany I thought he was gone forever. But Ray runs into the kitchen: dirty T-shirt, torn jeans, pushes back his sleeve. He says, Feel my muscle, and I do.
Antilamentation— Dorianne Laux
another addition to my disco poetry collection
I have always loved too much, or not enough.
Dorianne Laux