“Catalogue all you resist / and call the wrecking crew / to the walls,” declares “Aftermath,” one of three trenchant poems by Anthony Cappo in our Winter 2017 issue.
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the only thing to do is simply continue
is that simple
yes, it is simple because it is the only thing to do
can you do it
yes, you can because it is the only thing to do
CATALOGUE ALL YOU RESIST
and call the wrecking crew
to the walls
When your ox is gored
on all sides
the kingdom isn’t come
The confectioner has taken
his whisks and mixing bowls
clean out of town
I’d rain elegies
in sympathy but I’ve
become so
shallow lately
I screw my muse
to the sticking point
roll over and fall asleep
Unbuckle your holster
We’ll broadcast our griefs
to the sky Just because
I’ve sniffed out your tricks
doesn’t excuse mine
Somewhere a mighty engine rumbles
a curtain is rent
But here the air’s still
The ground a trembling silence
as scathed we set out again
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ANTHONY CAPPO is the author of the chapbook, My Bedside Radio (Deadly Chaps Press, 2016). His poems have appeared in Prelude, Connotation Press – An Online Artifact, Pine Hills Review, Yes Poetry, The Boiler, and other publications. Anthony received his M.F.A in creative writing from Sarah Lawrence College. He lives in New York City. Anthony’s work can be found at anthonycappo.com.
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