The American Journal of Poetry
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Ian Randall Wilson

The Interference of the Women

 

We gather against volition

on the town's single hill.

The waters are rising

everyone smells salt.

 

The priest did not have time to dress

and is disheveled as are the rest of us.

The sheep dogs

are trapped and vexed.

 

Some old people believe the day will join

other days in the town mythologies.

The younger ones

not as sure.

 

Birds gathered in the trees are quiet

against their natural impulse to scold.

Above us something streaks

across the sky.

 

Savior of the planet

or destroyer of the human race.

The dead are trying

to tell us.

 

 

Ian Randall Wilson

Comely Vision

 

At the family gathering

everything rhetorical.

 

My father adds

to his collection of 10,000 slides.

 

The great flue of the afternoon

sends everyone aloft in its updraft.

 

We make a run for it.

The old men struggling to keep up.

 

In the transition to darkness

flashes of lightning break through.

 

The rains are heavy.

Potato salad ruined.

 

I heard many things said about me

from the time I was a child.

 

As an adult

I have learned.

 

I am not

technically beautiful.

 

 

 

IAN RANDALL WILSON's fiction and and poetry have appeared in a number of literary journals including the North American Review, The Gettysburg Review and Alaska Quarterly Review. A short story collection, Hunger and Other Stories, was published by Hollyridge Press (2000). He has an MFA in Poetry and Fiction from Warren Wilson College, and is on the fiction faculty at the UCLA Extension. By day he works at Sony Pictures in Los Angeles.

 

 

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