Mark DeCarteret

 
 
FEASTS/Week 18
 


st wolfhard
 
as homely as stone,
any bone of any horse:
a path well-galloped


st brieuc
 
two coins lent my eyes,
one last breath phrased by my mouth:
in death joined by sighs


st athanasius of alexandria
 
pink tongue slipped by me:
fire talked back into body
where the lungs play dumb


st james the less
 
overdosed on prayer
they found what was left of you
knelt well beyond knot


st florian
 
how’s it your skin which
once put me in mind of smoke’s
now awoke, soap-white?


st judith
 
the violent light’s died:
what I thought was meant for my
eyes was meant for night’s


st ava
 
heart's solely absence:
lead me out baby-stepping,
one just reaching shore




Copyright © 2010 Mark DeCarteret
 
Mark DeCarteret's work has appeared in the anthologies American Poetry: The Next Generation (Carnegie Mellon Press), Brevity & Echo: Short Short Stories by Emerson College Alums (Rose Metal Press), Places of Passage: Contemporary Catholic Poetry (Story Line Press),Thus Spake the Corpse: An Exquisite Corpse Reader (Black Sparrow Press) and Under the Legislature of Stars—62 New Hampshire Poets (Oyster River Press) which he also co-edited.  Last year he was selected as the seventh Poet Laureate of Portsmouth, New Hampshire.  You can check out his Postcard Project at pplp.org