| Domestic by Deborah Landau At night, down the hall into the bedroom we go. In the morning we enter the kitchen. Places, please. On like this,
without alarm. I am the talker and taker he is the giver and the bedroom man. We are out of order but not broken.
He says, let's make this one short. She says, what do you mean? We set out and got nearer.
Along the way some loved ones died. Whole summers ruined that way. Take me to the door, take me in your arms.
Mother's been dead a decade but her voice comes back to me now and often. Life accumulates, a series of commas,
first this, then that, then him, then here. A clump of matter (paragraph) and here we are: minutes, years.
Wait, I am trying to establish something with these people. Him, her, him. We make a little pantomime.
Family, I say, wake up. The sentences one then another one, in a line. And then we go on like that, for a long time. |
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Copyright © 2013 by Deborah Landau. Used with permission of the author. |
About this Poem: "'Domestic' is part of a new manuscript, The Uses of the Body, which explores themes of gender, desire, marriage, monogamy, mortality (subjects I've written about previously) as well as pregnancy, childbirth, motherhood (subjects I've been reluctant to explore in poetry for fear of risking sentimentality). Although this material may seem familiar, I feel compelled to find fresh language, form, and syntax that can capture the immense strangeness of these experiences. This poem ('Domestic') comes at the end of a long sequence about marriage and domestic life." Deborah Landau |
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| | |  Deborah Landau is the author of two books of poetry, The Last Usable Hour (Copper Canyon Press, 2011) and Orchidelirium (Anhinga Press, 2004). She is the Director of the Creative Writing Program at New York University. | Related Poems by Catherine Barnett by Brenda Shaughnessy |
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