Poetry

Two Poems

June 15, 2015
by Marc Vincenz

Dissipating Cloudcover

Stormbreak

                        distances

unseen 

                        from the storehouse 

lap of rain 

                        on the shingles 

sky 

                        a downcast brow 

waiting 

                        for a message 

waiting

                        for a missive

gathering

                        in its mystery

 

 

Word Caught on the Riverbank

By the river

at night
water carries on

at its own rugged pace

within that 

this crooked light
I shall give you

my wildest words

for I will not 

need them
anymore –

you see 

even in their sameness

differences
may arouse 

a desire

to cast a pebble

and watch it
skim

ad infinitum 

when I am dead

you may project me
upon your sunlight

that I may throw

shadows

across your face
and the faces

of those you hold close –

forever 

why is that
such a hard word

to catch?

Poetry
Marc Vincenz
Nature
Iceland

Marc Vincenz’s eighth collection of poetry is Becoming the Sound of Bees (Ampersand Books, 2015); a book-length poem, Sibylline, is forthcoming. He has translated many German-language poets, including Herman Hesse Prize winner Klaus Merz. He is executive editor of MadHat Press and serves on the editorial boards of the journals Plume and Fulcrum.