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April Bernard
April Bernard
Born in 1960, April Bernard grew up in New England, where she...
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English as a Second Language

 
by April Bernard

That voice—from the tv—that voice,
thick smoky cheese, or, no—
dark as burnt flan, sweet,
venison-sweet in the heavy smoke
of a tavern hearth, and hot as brandy.
I served that voice for months,
in a theater on 13th near Third
where losers are the ones who crack first.
I gave you azured hours, nights,
and you placed your soul,
pretty as a dead mouse, at my feet.
Gutturals, the candles guttering backstage.
Your voice went everywhere
you dared not put your hands.






From Swan Electric by April Bernard. Copyright © 2002 by April Bernard. Reprinted by permission of W. W. Norton & Company. All rights reserved.
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