POSITS — Sandra Kohler



The back porch world thick
and swampy, birdy. The hummingbird’s
on the wire, a cardinal somewhere
close. I need to fill the feeder, I need
to walk, I need to solve the cryptic
crossword.

Two lines of geese stroke past
my window against the nacreous
clouds, so clean a cut I gasp.
At the river what waits beyond
the bank is a world of white
light radiant soaked besotted.
Walking through the garden,
I realize I didn’t thin the zinnias
yesterday; I dreamt it, the dream
become incorporated in memory
as the real.

Dream posits another
world, another “it” that “is.”
It is – such a beautiful
locution: solid and terse,
minimal. It needs nothing,
it asks nothing, it depends
upon nothing. Nothing:
absolute, ineluctable.
There is nothing we do
naturally. Or everything.
Everything is the more
profound answer, but so
complete as to be
meaningless.

The hyacinths blossom,
as they did yesterday
in the bed I was mulching,
blooming and giving
off waves of fragrance
in the hot sun
as I worked.

Every day offers
clues to a cryptic puzzle,
the answer always easier
than we thought, the clues
misleading, the puzzle seeming
more complex than it is;
distracted by what’s possible,
one ignores the obvious,
fails at solution.

All the words in
the world won’t keep
the moment from
ending, the page
from turning,
the cell from
dying.


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Sandra Kohler’s third collection of poems, Improbable Music, appeared in May, 2011 from Word Press. Her second collection, The Ceremonies of Longing, winner of the 2002 AWP Award Series in Poetry, was published by the University of Pittsburgh Press in November, 2003. An earlier volume, The Country of Women, was published in 1995 by Calyx Books. Her poems have appeared over the past thirty-five years in journals including Masque & Spectacle, Prairie Schooner, The New Republic, Beloit Poetry Journal, APR, Slant, The Missouri Review, The Gettysburg Review, Tar River Poetry, and The Colorado Review.