Talarico, Ross 1979

Friday, December 14, 1979
with Elizabeth Libby


This crack
Runs up the wall, continues
Through the upstairs window,
Splits the sky.
It has divided the statue.
It is a ripple in water.
I try not to go on
But it cuts through my voice
And my words break
And settle, unevenly, on the page;
It is the margin of a poem.

– Ross Talarico, “The Perfect Flaw”

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