Weekly poem on Trump Presidency



Walls Are Older Than Wheels Are Older Than Walls

Some crawl through openings 

Some cascade into shadow hundreds of years after the fact,
Triggering hidden motion sensors used to mark the civilized world

Some glide through big very beautiful doors, a gibberish of biometrics
wrangled through increased screening at airports

Some leave anonymous comments, such as: “the ground is a puddle of gold
serving a purely symbolic purpose”

 The wall just got ten feet higher - hammers, drones and all the rest

 Limbos of sadness and separation run the entire length of China

 That’s not exactly a secret but so what, there’s no such country

 Why do our cells keep on dividing given the omnipresence of ghosts
rustling solar blankets like some economic threat? 

Limbos of sadness and separation run the entire length of Texas,
manned at every Roman mile by would-be border guards

Some dig the underground tunnels that become conventional wisdom

As regular readers know, the small screen glowing on the table
is nothing but the toy of some outdated social order

Weep the walls into collapse!

Unearth fields of offerings: concrete, polymer and void, murky,
velvety, abrasive, stroboscopic, plasma, steel, bulwark, panic,
occupation, lunatic, and obelisk

 Because something must mark what goes missing

 Because some march thousands of miles over vast distances while asking
“Why do we cross deserts?” and the smugglers never know

Because cities cut in half

Because enemies of the people and the witch-hunt and whatever
fucked celestial ballet still yammering beyond the pale

 Because some of the people we love will become strangers
once again and other obstacles


Elizabeth Marie Young is a Boston-based poet and classicist.  Her poems have appeared in journals including Aufgabe, Jubilat, The Chicago Review and New American Writing.  Her book Aim Straight at the Fountain and Press Vaporize won the Motherwell Prize from Fence Books (2009).  She is also the author of Translationas Muse: Poetic Translation in Catullus’s Rome (University of Chicago Press, 2015) and a chapbook of obscene sonnets (Omahrahu Press, 2008).


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