Trances of the Blast
By Mary Ruefle
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• Ruefle's most recent collection of lectures, Madness, Rack, and Honey, as well as her Selected Poems generated high sales, and both are continually among Wave's topselling titles. We expect this newest collection to sell similarly to her Selected Poems hardcover.
• Trances of the Blast promises to be an exciting book for fans of Mary Ruefle's poetry and prose, but also will appeal to readers interested in influential contemporary poets such as Dean Young and Tony Hoagland, with whom she has been compared.
• Ruefle's poetry recently appeared in The New Yorker, Harper's, and Poetry magazine (which recently awarded Ruefle with the Editors Prize for Feature Article in 2012).
• Ruefle is the recipient of numerous high profile awards, including the William Carlos Williams award for her Selected Poems in 2011, and fellowships, including a Guggenheim fellowship and a National Endowment for the Arts fellowship.
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Trances of the Blast - Mary Ruefle
SAGA
Everything that ever happened to me
is just hanging—crushed
and sparkling—in the air,
waiting to happen to you.
Everything that ever happened to me
happened to somebody else first.
I would give you an example
but they are all invisible.
Or off gallivanting around the globe.
Not here when I need them
now that I need them
if I ever did which I doubt.
Being particular has its problems.
In particular there is a rift through everything.
There is a rift running the length of Iceland
and so a rift runs through every family
and between families a feud.
It’s called a saga. Rifts and sagas
fill the air, and beautiful old women
sing of them, so the air is filled with
music and the smell of berries and apples
and shouting when a gun goes off
and crying in closed rooms.
Faces, who needs them?
Eating the blood of oranges
I in my alcove could use one.
Abbas and ammas!
come out of your huts, travel
halfway around the world,
inspect my secret bank account of joy!
My face is a jar of honey
you can look through,
you can see everything
is muted, so terribly muted,
who could ever speak of it,
sealed and held up for all?
METAPHYSICAL BLIGHT
I think it was Saturday my mother was
pregnant with me she could not find
a place to eat the restaurants were crowded
it was the Saturday before Christmas
so she bought a meatpie some fries
a carton of milk from a kiosk
and I became a person.
What if all the cows ate all the grass
and there were no grass?
What if the women were ground
to a Turkish grind for some worthy cause
and there were no women? Without grass
and without women, what could be made?
What could be added to the world?
And the many cows munching in it,
the sound of their manifold munching,
would be as pervasive as a stream
in the not-too-distant.
A world of worried babies without grass,
without women, what would that mean?
You can guess the rest of the story,
how this dear foolish little bit of
Christmas shopping made me lonely,
so lonely even the carton of milk
failed to cause my cracked heart
to sprout a little wheat.
SPIKENARD
Sentence, you always
spoiled my evening.
This is the journal
of my journal.
I used to sniff dill
when things went poorly,
then something snapped inside me.
I plunged my hand in—
after watercress, I guess.
A stream in the middle of me
is not a hospital,
but it takes care of things:
some are dammed,
some let go.
But only after all.
After I had my crying,
I had to indent again.
The scent of spikenard
is nice. It smells of
weird responsibility.
It makes me roll
my stockings down.
I wash my feet with it.
Like pale writing
they lie there on the floor.
I spend more time with my journal
than I spend with myself.
The end.
THE ESTATE OF SINGLE BLESSEDNESS
In this room
we looked naked.
Without a theory,
three eggs in a bowl.
Little by little
we gave up the hope
of ever being understood.
We gave off a big glow.
Outside the window
long-tailed pheasants
swept the forlorn lawns.
Little by little
the house painted by dusk
had its shadow removed.
Monks shot the white hares
at dawn, some of them
ran away and never.
Some of the monks too.
ARE WE ALONE? IS IT SAFE TO SPEAK?
Dear Unknown Friend,
I know I am real to you,
and though you aren’t that real to me
without you I would not exist.
Certainly