Blackbirdan online journal of literature and the artsFall 2015  Vol. 14 No. 2
an online journal of literature and the arts
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The Woman Who Is Sawn in Half Thinks about Elephants: Marianne Moore Feeding Them Bread at the Circus & Houdini Who Made One Disappear (& Was Not "Uncomfortably Popular" with Them as Was Miss Moore)

All I can say about elephants, really, is that they’re big.
Big & lonely.
I like them because they have big feet—big lonely
feet—& great big trunks: forty-to-a-hundred-
thousand trunk muscles.
(O, haul me, huge heart.)
My neighbor who’s an ecotourism expert tells me it takes
some time to train an elephant to carry a stranger.
My friend who reads past lives says I’ve always
lived in the desert.
Remember when everything had future tense?
Tromp. Tromp. Psychopomp.
Poetess with heft.
A lonely trudge, one supposes, to the perfect world.  end  

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