Curiosities, The
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Brittany Perham
Brittany Perham is a Jones Lecturer in Poetry at Stanford University, where she was a Wallace Stegner Fellow from 2009-2011. Her work may be found in the Bellevue Literary Review, Drunken Boat, Lo-Ball, Southern Poetry Review, TriQuarterly, and elsewhere. She lives in San Francisco.
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Curiosities, The - Brittany Perham
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Unit: broad waking
The hard season has left
an apricot tree in the window,
the smell of crushed leaves from the riverbank.
It takes so many words to say the sound of water—
a faltering, gated whisper,
the flush of a skirt in the hallway.
Always there will be a dream, always
a waking. Someone will come to stand in the doorway,
or darkness will come to stand in the doorway.
Think of everything in terms of absence:
no snow is falling, nothing held
in the high branches of the tree.
Fever
It comes fully formed, primal,
the smell of skinned pears.
It comes grease-limbed,
through the light-line around the door,
through the seam of the dress
the color of pears. It comes dinnerless
and able, loud in the hold of the throat.
The throat is the stem of the pear,
the sky in the absence of stars.
The throat is my father in his black suit,
come in from the cold. Oh bladeless heart,
who will brush away the snow?
Who will unglove his hands?
Ambulance
I speak as if my voice is a guidewire
sliding toward my brother’s heart,
opening each vessel’s glossy skin, lighting
the coal stove inside. Warmth might begin
rising upward, his cheeks coloring like twin flowers.
I narrate the roads we drive by memory:
The coastline north of the airport, I say,
the tunnel beneath the harbor, and the city’s summer
market, each storefront closed. If I could see
my mother, where she sits beside the driver,
I’d see how tears can look like sweat—
as though she’s been running
some long distance, her hair the wiry stems
of orchids in my father’s greenhouse.
When I was young, he lifted a caught sparrow
from the soil bed and set it in my hands.
It rolled to its side, clawless, injured
in the falling. Toss it up, my father said,
maybe it will