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Dan Chiasson's fourth book of poems, Bicentennial, was published in 2014 by Knopf. He teaches at Wellesley College.

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Dan Chiasson
I lack the rigor of a lightning bolt,
the weight of an anchor. I am
frayed where it would be highly useful—
and this I feel perpetually—to make a point.
 
I think if I can concentrate I might turn sharp.
Only, I don't know how to concentrate—
I know only the look of someone concentrating,
indistinguishable from nearsightedness.

It is hard for you to be near me,
my silly intensity shuffling
all the insignia of interiority.
Knowing me never made anyone a needle.

From Where's the Moon, There's the Moon by Dan Chiasson. Copyright © 2010 by Dan Chiasson. Used by permission of Alfred A. Knopf.

From Where's the Moon, There's the Moon by Dan Chiasson. Copyright © 2010 by Dan Chiasson. Used by permission of Alfred A. Knopf.

Dan Chiasson

Dan Chiasson's fourth book of poems, Bicentennial, was published in 2014 by Knopf. He teaches at Wellesley College.

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Snow up to our waists and coming down still.
There was a field here once, when we began.
We marked the end zones and set up the goals.

Now nobody can even move, much less tackle.
I am Ganymede fleeing on a temple frieze.
We stand around like lovesick Neanderthals.

We’re Pompeian before Pompeii was hot.
We have
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