Yonder, A Rental
- Yonder, A Rental
Time to howl at the celestial sphere,that full frontal silver dollar, the verypaintball of pallor and elemental other.It’s all or nada as noonnight’s empanada
discloses her pretty quarter, the priest’s collarhung high on the hook of evening’s fluentwall. Hung like a juror bent on acquittalwho can’t stall any longer, you’re a cobbler
hawking copper coins in an Orientalbazaar. The Sultan’s power went horizontallong, long ago. It’s fine to be sentimental,
though there’s no need to bother. Grab a handfulof shine like a disc of doll hair, a dollop of Neufchâtel,valor and force, vital— [End Page 87]
ANNA MARIA HONG is the Visiting Creative Writer at Ursinus College and was a Bunting Fellow at the Radcliffe Institute for Advanced Study. Her novella H & G is forthcoming from Sidebrow Books. She has poetry and fiction appearing recently in the Nation, the Iowa Review, Fence, Dusie, Quarterly West, Supplement, Poetry, and The Best American Poetry. She is a contributing editor at the Offing.*
