BUY Fall 2011, 26.2
When forced to imagine
I invent a vacant beauty. A stone wall,
an orchard gone wild.
Amy Wright for Zone 3: Dogged Hearts is riddled with fascinating characters like Angry Ivy and Captain Left Brain, Speedboat and Chaz. Can you describe your process for populating poems? Ellen Doré
Amy Wright: Standing in front of Botticelli’s Magnificat in 1898, Rilke has an epiphany. After all the hours opining in front of other paintings, a “spell” of judgment is broken. He recognizes that th
Amy Wright for Zone 3: Your essay, “The Two-Headed Calf,” in addition to making a political argument, recalls an archetypal metaphor for decision-making, only instead of Janus with the two faces, I no
Jay liked checkers the best. Well, that’s not exactly true. He liked baseball the very best. On sunny days, we’d walk to the field on the hospital grounds overlooking the pond, and I’d pitch. He’d thw
She’s got one thigh-high white vinyl stiletto boot in my dreams. If I were a stronger man, I’d let her all the way in. Or maybe a weaker man, I can’t decide. Just half a glimpse of her snarling lip
I hadn’t thought much about her over the last five decades. My obstetrics and gynecology practice had kept me focused. But then, during a routine sonogram, I identified a fetus with two heads. The ima
One Saturday morning, early, while her husband was out jogging, Mary Beauchamp went through his pants, left in a heap on the floor by the bed, and on his keychain found a small silver key.
It was Mark Spaddon’s height that got him killed. Mark was walking home with his sweetheart—that’s what they called themselves, “sweethearts”—on the gravel on the side of the road because there was no
knowing it’s not / the right tool against / the tulips, the wild blooming / field. But still . . .
I lay on my back for awhile dozing in the grass. / There was a lamppost on my heart casting dumb light. / I was left to chance. I made much of what I felt / and drank coffee standing up as a church
We are from the same root, you and I. / The tree as I see it is invisible / to you. And it gets more that way. /