NOVEMBER/DECEMBER 2009
The Transit of the Beautiful
Cockroach on the lip
of a teacup
while the woman upstairs
puts a bag over her head
& gasses the house
In conclusion, the lights go out; the soul is denuded
The insect makes no attempt to be heard
no scream
but, antennae waving like palm fronds before the Prince
of Peace, crawls into the cup
To be destroyed, to be indestructible
this is always the question
About the Author
L.S. Klatt’s first book, Interloper, won the 2008 Juniper Prize. Recent poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Drunken Boat, Eleven Eleven, and jubilat.
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