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Turning Back
- Prairie Schooner
- University of Nebraska Press
- Volume 77, Number 3, Fall 2003
- pp. 168-169
- 10.1353/psg.2003.0063
- Article
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Prairie Schooner 77.3 (2003) 168-169
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Turning Back
Dan Albergotti
We turn back, always bowing to that urge
to return, to revise, to be certain. What do we want?
We always want what we cannot get.Like Orpheus, we turn sharply when we think
we're home free, when we should know better,
when we should know Eurydice's breath [End Page 168]on our backs. What we get is darkness
at the mouth of the cave, the flare of fingertips,
and echoes of farewell from the depths.Like Lot's wife, we become nostalgic.
We remember the salty tinge of warm skin,
the endless nights with the god of desire,and we have to cast one last longing glance.
What we get is salt in the veins and a footnote
in God's grand book of ironic retribution.Or like my ancestor Selina, we are defiant,
running back into the house each time
Sherman's troops set a new fire, succeedingthree times before finding one too large
to overcome. It's February, 1865, and all
this fire won't make it warm. What we getis watching our convalescent son, carried
out of the house by the Union soldiers,
quietly die on the open mall in a freezing gale.Let us praise reckless acts, these fierce acts
of futility. Let us always stop, turn back
even when we know that some cold fate,some heartless soldier, some angry god
will be there, ready to turn us around,
to send us forward, saying don't come back.
Dan Albergotti was the poetry editor of the Greensboro Review in 2001 and 2002. His poems have appeared in Ascent, Southern Humanities Review, Mississippi Review, and others.
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