Once I held two worlds heldone in eachhand ate from both one blondeone red twostems of wineone sip at a time itdoubled my
sight it halvedmy mind eachself was jealous we wagedpink wars Ipitched the coresthe seeds shook
free the dirtwas good two new trees grewtangled orwas it one tree split Iwonder how many soldiers fit inside us fitwithin this leafy tentwe loved eachAdam wandering wan
and stiff inrent fatiguesbut these dreams!we runs gets nowhere one-twotree now orchard broad limbs sweetly bowing o’erthe earth thedirt thickly rooted no [End Page 198]
expungingno curtailing or recorking thebuckshot andspent shells ofart’s demon-strative artillery— [End Page 199]
Jennifer Sperry Steinorth’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Jubilat, Four Way Review, Michigan Quarterly Review, Pleiades, Tar River, the Louisville Review, A River and Sound Review, Wake: Great Lakes Thought and Culture, and elsewhere. She has an mfa from Warren Wilson and a builder’s license in Michigan.