Simone Muench's Poem of the Week: "The Shells of Orange Corvettes" by Chuck Stebelton
Chuck Stebelton works as Literary Program Manager at Woodland Pattern Book Center, a non-profit arts organization in Milwaukee, and co-curates the Myopic Poetry Series, a weekly series of readings and occasional talks at Myopic Books in Chicago. He is the author of Circulation Flowers available from Tougher Disguises Books and Precious, an Answer Tag chapbook. Newer work appears in recent issues of Antennae, Jubilat, LVNG, Verse, and Chain 12.
The Shells of Orange Corvettes
What did I lose? Orchards to flood! And you? More than a grove.
If the shark stops moving pour grenadine on its tail. What won
against the queen of the eyesores? Stingray? Crown Victoria?
What split windows to moonflower faster? The opposite
of apposite is? Lime green? And the checkered flag must be
remembered. Where is the checkered flag? Past the far blur
of your bones in May? Dual exhaust? Ashes of the flags of which?
My back to the ground? I am you. Is Gorgeous coming? Green
line turns yellow? Sorrel ditches? Scurrilous? Openly confide?
Foxfire? Where were the linnets? And what had people called
us? Chevy Chevrolet? All the books on magic can't help you
now. Quiet Storm? Being boring? Cross the divide to another
ocean? For credibility, for credibility. The spoiler shows what?
A made day? An allowable grace in the midst of inaction? Dry
conditions? Magical slicks? Density rises while heat conducts
itself through metal or glitter conducts? Black iris? A cinema
of snow? Chrome devil in the chin? Head lights? Many moons?
This talk of bees may lead to honey. Pelicans or the mud flap girl?
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