ditch,

the poetry that matters

Wes Solether

Wes Solether lives and works in San Francisco, CA where he is finishing his MFA at the University of San Francisco. His poems have recently been accepted in Counterexample Poetics, Timber magazine, and Vector Press.

 

   

 

    masked, I

 

                        think I can leave before the midnight[1]star.

 

crosses paths

       I marked

                                                         

 [1] Hidden through

a change in silhouette

when viewed from below

matching light from above

to appear invisible to harm—sublimal chemistry

 

 

 

 

   

 

Page 124: Before         rock started to melt

an overexposed candle sink below my hand

 

            shape a door

                        opening to provide light triangles

 

face scars

 

 

 

   

 

all houses settle some ghosts

 

When home approaches

 

                                                relief, emerge from their

 

holes

 

                        in a formation containing some

 

protection

 

                        a lie

 

 

 

   

 

    unmasked, I

 

                           disclose the reality of souls.

As long as who we are most our life

wearing a mask... carefully... we might

be unknown start to finish.”

 

                            look absolutely false.”

 

 

 

   

 

Goldshine in sunlight

 

                those yellow threads

 

                        a fourth compound to color

                        suggests a dual purpose:

                        to ensnare for days

                        open to the unlit

 

                        whereas, in shade,

                        colors to act

                        as camouflage

                        against sunshine

 

 

 

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                                                                                                    May 8, 2013