Monday, March 14, 2016

Charles Bane Jr.'s The Chapbook — You

photo © Mark Butkus 2012

I came upon you when I was a child
and kept the memory close,
through every feverish year.

My hair was silk from corn; yours,
black as the birds upon the snow
I fed the winter long.

I opened books at night
and looked at barest trees
and wished for Spring.

I watched for leaves
birthing like the stars.
I made poems, and saved
the lights I found
waiting in my marrow.

One day I would tell you of the music
I heard between its honeycombs
and followed til words rested on a page.
You would understand.

You would hold the glass
and pour my amber work
until it filled you to a brim.

You would say,
this flames the trees
and you are the harvester of my soul.

— Charles Bane, Jr.

You is the latest installment in the serialization of Charles Bane Jr.'s 2011 volume of poetry The Chapbook (Curbside Splendor). Part of a years-long journey, where we share and explore Charles' passion — his poetry — with you, our readers.

Charles is also the author of Love Poems (Kelsay Books, 2014). His work has been described in the Huffington Post as "not only standing on the shoulders of giants, but shrinking them." He created the Meaning of Poetry series for The Gutenberg Project and is a current nominee as Poet Laureate of Florida. A new collection of poetry, The Ends Of The Earth is currently taking shape. 

We thank Charles for his continuing contributions and wish him well in the publishing of a collection of short fiction entitled, For Whom The Bell Tolls: The Sequel And Other Stories.

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