to cleave: poems
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Full of sensory detail and written with astute observation, to cleave searches for and lays bare the mythic moments one finds even in the most ordinary life. In this stunning collection Rockman explores the themes of aging; our relationships to our bodies; marriage; and the surprises, griefs, and joys of motherhood. Each of the seven sections urges readers to view their daily lives with renewed curiosity and wonder.
Barbara Rockman
Barbara Rockman is the author of Sting and Nest: Poems, winner of the New Mexico–Arizona Book Award. She teaches writing at Santa Fe Community College and at Esperanza Shelter for Battered Families. Raised in western Massachusetts, she now lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
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to cleave - Barbara Rockman
I
Snow Cave
There was the dream of a room
a glowing a windowless cave
in which a girl might live
the sun slung low
I was a burrowing creature
cap tied under my chin
cheeks their own hot planets
the sun hung low it was three it was four
snow creaked beneath my knees
sweat at my neck breath steamed
before dark before supper
before the call to come in
sun nudging its orange ball
between my knees half of me in
on all fours half of me out
a door a roof coming true
and walls curving up and I
did not stop to think am I happy
did not pause to hear an odd bird
I’d have a house at dusk
I’d have a home before dark
Three Peaches on a White Plate
beside the tulips,
whose fingers, fisted for days,
fly open in a sprawl of red-dappled,
double-jointed wrists
and flushed palms.
Their purple pistils,
velvet nibs with which
they will write themselves.
In ripening devotion,
the peaches swell.
At Rest in Rain
My looking deepens things and they come toward me to meet and be met.
—Rilke
Settled in pine duff and broken flagstonea deer’s breathing
grand ears rotateregal neck
branched headdress nearly lost in shadow
knees hidden beneath chest and rump
That he chose my small wood
that I chose this moment to gaze
from my house of plates and pages
through a dark pane
His mate lowers herselfantlers confused with
piñon boughsthey turn in unisontheir eyes widen
Hour ofThey laid themselves down
Later I might say to my husbandif only you
or to a frienda sign
or to my sudden godAmen
Omen into Number
Four sleek snake faces rise out of floorboards.
Four gold stalks erupt from a vase of snow.
Four made my family. In all directions
a separate question. At the four corners, dust swept up
in a glass shovel. At each quarter hour, arrows
nudged into niche and click. Rhythm
beneath rhythm. Four bulbs crack soil.
Four sons disband. Four seeds scored and soaking.
The day is divided into dawn, noon, dusk, and night,
and each of those is divided into grief, hunger,
inquiry, and relief. If snakes twine ankle and wrist,
will I wake to a wrong direction?
To whom do I say, I am trying to pray?
Absence of Wind
ruah: (Hebrew) Breath of God; wind
Windless dawn
reties her sashwhat has fallen remains fallen
what has splintered will not be