Everything Manual—Response to Everything Automatic (Belladonna* Chaplet #9)
“Everything Manual”
Response to Everything Automatic (Belladonna* Chaplet #9) by Laura Wright
by Isabel Rudner
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Dreaming the scout and seeking
A head, the April fool’s
He, the distance of the court
A measure of how much (two)
can like (four) each other.
I can see his angle approach in the subtle
bustle of the silver doe
that took a rounded and fragrant life Once
upon a time in a factory defined by an overseas flat thing
defined by doctors who diagnose me with GOOGLE MAPS vertigo
This is a condition in which I refuse
to lie down in my bed when my head starts spinning at the modern age.
Instead I go like a cartoon man through my phoenix backyard
A robin’s chest abides my cosmology In
doing so breaking the sacred pact of woman
to remain blind
waterbug unseen.
Now hesitant to pour over
like the glob(ul)a(r)l hose excess I imitate
the violent woman fold into
the rainbow arc of a suburban afternoon that I tack
to my wall over the course of several preventative
March nights.
Isabel Rudner has an eye for patterns and writes about them habitually. She studied literature at Bard College and has been published in The Northwest Review. Isabel is from Brooklyn, NY.
