In its own arms, the exile in its own autumnal house. The promise of no other, the sleeper in the garden

Her irides blind, her dresses wild, lie down and listen to herįind you lie down and listen to the body become If tonight the moon should arrive like a lost guideĬrossing the fields with a bitter lantern in her hand, I have driven all night to scatter the ashesĪnd when the first of the heavy breathings Published in Academy of American Poets' poem-a-day program Shook the music from your branches and the great lie Pines, when the great nests swayed the lattice When the river stripped the cove’s stones I would tell you of the wild hours of surrender, Still, I would tell you of the humbling and the waking.

When Delilah watched the dark hair of her lover Like glasses of water ringing by the empty linens of the dead. It’s true there were times when it was too muchĪnd I slipped off in the first light or its last hourĪnd drove up through the crooked way of the valleyĪnd swam out to those ruins on an island.īlackbirds were the only music in the spruces,Īnd the stars, as they faded out, offered themselves to me His recent writing has appeared in publications such as The Yale Review, The Southern Review, Boston Review, Tin House, The Missouri Review, The Times Literary Supplement, and American Poet Magazine, as well as the anthologies Poem-a-Day: 365 Poems for Any Occasion (Abrams, 2015) and The Aeolian Harp (Glass Lyre Press, 2016). Joseph Fasano is the author of three books of poetry: Vincent (Cider Press, 2015) Inheritance (2014) and Fugue for Other Hands (2013), which won the Cider Press Review Book Award and was nominated for the Poets' Prize, 'awarded annually for the best book of verse published by a living American poet.' A winner of the RATTLE Poetry Prize, he has been nominated for the Pulitzer Prize and the Kate Tufts Discovery Award, among other honors.

Vincent by Joseph Fasano