Blog Post / Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47

Bremer County Cemetery–Joyce Janca-Aji

 

Divided and divided again, already old,

the root cellar held in the winds

 

names, memorials upon memorials like so many

afterbirths safeguarded in cellared mason jars

 

I could not believe in the names on the stones:

in memory of, beloved, dear, blessed, yes,

 

any more than I could believe in my own.

back to Waverly

 

A single broken barn rafter was the undoing

Iowa skies

 

of a clan that wound its way to basement flats

close to meatpacking and bootleg runs

 

in Cicero alleys sheltered by the curve of the skyway

exit heading always remorselessly north.

 

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