For Christian Bök the beady eyes of the ümlaut smile from an otherwise drab page • fronting and roünding, they draw my own eyes into their marionette gaze • popping in and oüt like so many curious woodland creatüres • all hail mighty macrōn • leader of lesser punctuation • the frightening unibrōw overgrowing hidden eyes • lōng and heavy plank abōve letters • ageless and timeless and ruling with an irōn fist • around the corner, the circumflêx • êyêbrows chevroned • wêak • turned inward and upward in confusion • the duncêcap, antiquated and obsolete •hopelessly lost among hêaps of othêr lost marks • the comically tiny circus håt • overlooked and unnecessary • nåme unknown • causing more confusion than it is worth • å dying breed, hiding out in Norwåy • seeking asylum from macrōn’s råge • infiñity without the opposing curves • the tilde stretches over her territory • lyiñg on her side, the debutañte reclines on a chaise lounge • waiting for her Spañish priñce • figure eight defeated ∞
*Originally published in National University’s GNU literary journal, Spring Summer 2017 edition.
[…] four poems, first published in GNU literary journal’s Spring/Summer 2017 issue: “Flushed,” “Pünctüosophy,” “No, an Anti-Sonnet,” and “To the Lost […]
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