y is for yevtushenko

seeing that the writer seems sad and forlorn
wishing we could look at what surveys us
with the gaze of institutions and old icons
such a sovereign state of acquisitions
what it’s like to be cruciform and naked in it
but he is hewn into a cathedral and caked
as much as hegel’s marbled flesh or keller
or tiresias or yevtushenko’s companion
innocent and seated on the embankment
even the reader’s named wife now his acolyte
how he is her cohesion as well as tenacity
he has hegel’s hands too and they table him
a burnished platter of unanswered questions
before he finds himself rained in again
homily in a stoup fingers dipped into milk
and honey but he is what we will remember
of these ignatian days and an unlikely death
the angels flanking the main thoroughfare
anima christi a near friend and still at hand
next to another timely and holy puddle
of what rites to carry through one’s beloved
to the shore northeast of the singular seraph
its wingbone torn out to prevent another
theft and thieving of its practical reason

Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé is the author of an epistolary novel, two hybrid works, and seven poetry collections. A former journalist, he has edited more than fifteen books and co-produced three audiobooks. Among other accolades, Desmond is the recipient of the IBPA Benjamin Franklin Award, Independent Publisher Book Award, Poetry World Cup, Singapore Literature Prize, National Indie Excellence Book Award, two Beverly Hills International Book Awards and two Living Now Book Awards. He helms Squircle Line Press as its publisher and founding editor.

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