Tangled
Rent from DeepDyve- Tangled
He’s that actor you don’t rememberfrom the movie you’ve seen a dozen timesor more. In the background, maybe “SeptemberSong” but you can’t be sure. Was he in the sceneon an island drenched in reds and green,angles widening as morning sun climbsabove the trees and in a heartbeat fadesinto mist? He has the soft voice you hearonly later, outside, sounding the way bladesof grass look to you when autumn skies clear.What was it he whispered? All that remainsis the whisper itself tangled in notesfrom some other song. Its melody floatsnow just beyond the sound made by two skeinsof Canada geese coming together,gathering to face the heavy weather. [End Page 22]
Floyd Skloot’s newest book is Revertigo: An Off-Kilter Memoir (U of Wisconsin P). His seventh collection of poems, Close Reading, was published in February by the British publisher Eyewear.
