Miles Waggener
Winter 2022 Edition / Poetry
Three Poems
Miles Waggener
Year of Nights
Maybe you should get some sleep for sleep is a Saracen graveyard
In the Sicilian Sea and sleep is listening
To the wind-scored screams of birds you’ll never see
Behind the paywall of your eyes you will find what you are owed
An 1804 draped bust dollar coin thrown down a kitty litter mine
Outside Skull Valley Arizona what you owe is what viral winter
Gives you the nuance of looking and never being seen
What you owe is an old father listening for his son’s cry behind the door
When there’s no one behind the door how to love and work again
Is a blown fuse a rectangle of halogen on dirty kitchen tiles
Now that comeuppance has become a province with tooth and fire
Where posterity’s dented horn keeps blowing into static settling on foothills
Xed out by empty roads consider tonight’s rain-damaged parchment
Vellum scraped or washed clean of ancient recipes of the names of the condemned
Protocols for flaying the progeny of enemy kings faint letters tell time’s
Shortest history of a god’s brief adolescence
What he ate how his bones ached as they grew in the night how he talked
With his hands as he stole bread and couldn’t explain himself
Before the void of all his life-making this was before he stole the identity
Of a stillborn twin so he could hide from his worshippers
As a schizophrenic keeping a motorhome of bees
The artifact you find is shaking in your hands but if you hold a light behind it
As if candling an egg you’ll read a fragment of his only
Extant poem
…dollop of oblivion
the buffoon doffs
the lion’s skin
doubloons are lost again
as ships slip under the sea…
The River Among Exiles
And wherever the broad yellow petals drifted
Hard star-shaped fruit
Cracked open
To peel your hands
From your face to see by the river
Among the exiles to listen finally
To the two-spiny
Segments becoming
The cadence of your stride
Toward any telling yourself as if
To un-do what has been done were to
Put an ear to the clean white shirt
And hear the president’s heartbeat his
Dense spiked terminal cluster
Of the preterit’s
Chambered capsule
Its habitat of roadsides
Bottomlands where once you held
The white placard
Of tiny white exclamation
Marks now endless holiday traffic spilling
From a poison vial broken
For you for a space
Has opened
Onto an oval approval’s
Scalloped or toothed margin
To stand still among the vehicles
Breathing through hot metal
In its wake as you are here
To be tested like this every day
With a question like a visitor
To break you
In your sleep dreaming of angel rope
Burning up into the night sky
Still waiting to know who is telling you the story
Now that
The now-what having just taken hold
Has let you go
Cagescape
My runaway bullet that once slept obesely & hard
My red piano now driven wet & raw into low orbit
The city of gates twisted & watched for
Outside their rusted lilies of the valley
I must search as if the bird gone dark had taken
My picture a storm behind my I love you virus
Found on a corrupted file Mother’s voice singing daisy daisy
The god’s transparent body is brimming with
Flaming scarecrows of the brave because if I don’t
Keep trying the mind says to itself
Lathered & holding with unsteady hand the bent yellow safety razor
In a bathroom mirror the wounds will stop
Spitting teeth & data about me down the off-ramp
Into neighborhoods where there is no space
For anyone we’re talking the patterns I am told
Are mazelike arteries surging aneurysmal zeros &
Ones home & work on & off on & on
Miles Waggener is the author of four volumes of poetry: Phoenix Suites, Sky Harbor, Desert Center, and most recently Superstition Freeway, published by The Word Works of Washington DC. He has been the recipient of The Washington Prize as well as individual grants from the Arizona Commission on the Arts and the Nebraska Arts Council. His poems have appeared widely in such journals as The Antioch Review, Crazyhorse, Beloit Poetry Journal, North American Review, Notre Dame Review, Cutbank, Gulfcoast, and Hayden’s Ferry Review. He heads the creative writing program at the University of Nebraska Omaha.