Autumn
A kind of wind –
We are here.
The leaves are flowers,
And we translate the light,
As someone narrates
The noises
Coming from the stars.
Evil
Eye
Resistance, to what, I can't tell.
I have what I need,
And maybe I resent it,
This not-wanting.
The bird takes up
The whole sky.
I am doomed to a life
Of Bingo.
A crowd of leaves
Shatters without sound.
What is untrue
Is only masked by gold.
New
Year's Eve Eve
Birds of frost,
They don't care.
A car as dark as an idea
Speeds by.
Billboards of rain,
The dull-witted trucks.
Noelle Kocot
was born in Brooklyn, New York, and raised there. She is the author of
nine collections of poetry, including
Ascent of the Mothers (Wave Books, 2022), Phantom Pains of Madness (Wave
Books, May 2016), Soul in Space (Wave
Books, 2013), The Bigger World (Wave
Books, 2011), and a book of translations of some of the poems of
Tristan Corbière, Poet by Default
(Wave Books, 2011). She currently teaches at The New School and lives
in New Jersey. She is the recipient of awards from the National
Endowment for the Arts, the Academy of American Poets, The Fund for
Poetry and the American Poetry Review. She is the current Poet Laureate
of Pemberton Borough, New Jersey.