The Aug. 26 cover story "Monsters of Poetry" puts the spotlight on the poet's art to preview the fourth annual Decatur Book Festival, to be held Sep. 4-6. This blog will count down the days to the festival -- and through the festival -- by posting a poem each day by a different writer, to let the verse speak for itself. For Sep. 2, My Famous Broken Heart by Stuart Dischell.
My Famous Broken Heart
In my skylit rental
Rain filled the pots and pans
I went from room to room
Like a poisoned mouse
Man in pajamas
Man in slippers
Man wanting breakfast and
A pretty face at the table.
Bad weather was in the air.
News in sawed-off blasts.
Jackals stitching the periphery
Seized the weakest of the herd.
The temperature dropped.
I stubbed my toe.
The furnace shuddered.
Balloons of my breath
Hung curses in the hall,
And out the window the look
On the trees was not funny
With their ice coated branches
Or what the night would pull
From its sleeve. Into this
I took my famous broken heart for a walk.
(First appeared in Forklift, Ohio")
Stuart Dischell is the author of four collections of poems published by
Penguin Poets, most recently Backwards Days (2007). He has received awards and fellowships from the National Poetry Series, the National Endowment for the Arts, and the Guggenheim Foundation.
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