Claire Marie Stancek
Rose
a swollen smell ruptures the spumy vessel paining edge
rose-like rose chewing
for would the rose not chew as a smell as passively as the rose itself is smelled
rose flowers fester on branches and festering fall
and one adhered here “rose bruise” you diagnosed sonorous surgeon
rose bloom fell on her hands
together prest fell as light from glass as stains and stained
and where they fell the petals stayed
amethyst porphyry vermillion veins flush and flood shallow skin
words to chew up and blow bubbles of bubbles of this
sudden a rose came like a full-blown thought,
flushing her brow, and in her pained heart
made purple riot in hale
the unfurling of the page too is a bloom and you
blew it what fruit is this smell of flesh and flower
carving at the skins of one another bleeding out incredible color flushed twilight
okay splendid garland lift the petal and hear it spread
from her hand with the soft snapping of spitbubbles in an old man’s mouth
lift the petal and you will see a spreading web and the color of rot
and a little spider spinning spinning
Root
root, rote, rowt, wrote, rout, ruitt, writ.
To cast a spell, esp. a harmful one, effected by the magical properties of certain roots. Remember & still : remember. Bound // beyond law. In the ground, we turned around around by the snout. There in muck & marl we formed a hole by rooting. Dark with damp and full of roots. To disturb, disarrange. Where were you searching. Where kicking or striking forcefully. Up by the roots. [ ] Died out completely.
Root
tree mouths reach slow intent while intent remains still
distorted by earthy glut legion mouths distended
in embodied dark legion rifling massy depths
on an alien scale a season a moment a blind blunt plying
in the spongy regions of potentiality
the body body of water human what thirst could drain you
mouths of sinewy silence mood of the whole meal
in the shade of spicy silver leaves
what message did you carry and polish under your tongue
all your life into and out of age
it turned to seawater and seeped into the walls
and now this tree drinks of it mouths hanging open in
heavy bodied dark and monstrous toil
to be newly monstrous rooted in tooth flesh
long and long drinking the water of you
that is what came sink now slower
Wind
wind, wend, went, wand, want, wound.
As a thing devoid of sense or perception, unaffected by what one does to it. A gap, hole, hollow. What breath spoke & what sounded musical instruments : life. Among the supernatural beings what haunted us// [angels, demons, fabulous creatures, dragons, griffins]. Decay, as it slips in w ruin & rot. Like, the fact that a person is not present // absent. Under twining plants, whose shadows cast hollow bone dice onto the floor before us : a plight, a knot, a braid. Let those of you who wind, take your twisted way. & those of us who wind : make oaths, strong exclamations. Cold air pours from their beaks. To wrap (a corpse) in a shroud : out of breath. Freq. in passive. With immaterial objects.
Wind
Hear the air weighting ice air where
can one turn but in air through air
Hear it now weirdly wilted saplings snapping
It began as a wind a wind
clapping dead against window panes winding nerves
Only the dead can sleep in electric lament it said as they slept
dreaming silver spools that wound
scooping shattered limp lunged wound an old
form of cold shaping in air figures who shimmer and fall
Even in our caves it reached us through drafts cracks
its smell grainy gray bread felling the breathers
the young rushing red silver clacking trees