Direction is silence beyond the gated forestedging the field. We gate tonight. Then stop. Or silence the meadow.Then stop talking. Or unrest our legs and set ourselves a path along the creekbed.Then digest the matter of silence and the voles.Pace slows the slow of speech, as in words form our geology.Then natural matter is as constructed as the rest. Or we are mountainspeeking above clouds and we smell the fragranceof biology. Then insect chords make us dance.Or we erupt.Then night erupts. Then silence is direction.
Negative Compass
Bret Shepard
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“Negative Compass” from PLACE WHERE PRESENCE WAS: by Bret Shepard.
Published by Moon City on April 1, 2021.
Copyright © 2021 by Bret Shepard.
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Reproduced by Poetry Daily with permission.
Bret Shepard is from Alaska. His collection of poems, Absent Here, was awarded AWP’s 2023 Donald Hall Prize for Poetry and is forthcoming as part of the Pitt Poetry Series. And another full-length book, Place Where Presence Was, won the Moon City Poetry Prize. He is author of two chapbooks, including The Territorial, which received the Midwest Chapbook Award from the Laurel Review. He currently lives outside of Philadelphia.
“Near the closing of Bret Shepard’s Place Where Presence Was, a speaker observes that ‘[t]o add ex- to anything is violent.’ In this unnerving, riveting collection, readers enter a domestic space in which two people play out the end of love, moving back and forth between the twin impulses to strike and to hold. This is a book of compasses and maps, of spare, restrained poems that circle around loss and of being lost. Whether we walk through the modern rupture of the city or stand at the water’s edge, these poems suggest that intimacy is unsustainable, that desire turns us monstrous, and that absence of the beloved is more palpable than any breathing body we might touch.”
—Jehanne Dubrow
“A beautiful reflection on the world around as well as the world within, Place Where Presence Was draws out the splendor of spaces that often go unnoticed or unspoken. These are the hidden backyard places, the abandoned cars and memories and bodies that are around us every day. Shepard employs form and language that inspires real thought about environments, communities, and selves. This wonderfully intelligent collection of poems offers new ways of seeing the world at a time when we need such perspective more than ever.”
—Sarah Nolan
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