Reading, Rereading
- Reading, Rereading
As if the man perfumed the pages at printing, my copy of Wallace Stevens is mouth-watering.
The binding has turned to honey. I consider this part of his craft. The words are going to seed. I let them.
After the day on the haystacks, weeks after, there was the wheat you couldn’t eat, but we cracked and laughed at.
Are you here with me when I hold you? Am I me to you, or someone else?
I don’t want to sleep with you, white shirt, I want to wear you very consciously. [End Page 3]
Dustin Junkert started writing in order to impress girls. Most girls are not all that impressed by writing, he has found. But here’s hoping. Dustin lives in Portland, Oregon. He recently had an essay published in the New York Times and poems in the Journal, South Carolina Review, Weber, Georgetown Review, GW Review, and New Delta Review.
