Moving In (To the New Life)

James Croal Jackson

I only hung one

     painting

              on the fair-sky ocean

   wall. Isolated

        island– my year

    was a twelve-button sweater

tightened to the collar.

    Coarseness, wool,

             and what touch

    I live for? Yesterday

               I dropped

                        soup you wished

                  you could hug me

         instead my sphinx

               cat sits

                              on my chest

            licking herself

                      under the still ceiling

        from staring off into

                       the dark empty

                                hallway

                where we both have

                      passed simply

                            needing nothing

                                      but the next step

                 of which there is a long

                                      long staircase

                                                       both

                                                    ways         

James Croal Jackson es un poeta Filipino-Estadounidense trabajando en la producción cinematográfica. Su libro corto de poesía más reciente es A God You Believed In (Pinhole Poetry, 2023). Su poesía ha aparecido recientemente en ITERANT, Stirring, y The Indianapolis Review. Edita The Mantle Poetry desde Nashville, Tennessee. (jamescroaljackson.com)

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