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Recorded for Poem-a-Day, September 5, 2017.
About this Poem 

“I made this poem walking around the zoo in Omaha, Nebraska, with my mother and my daughter. It was incredibly hot and the zoo was very crowded—everyone around us seemed irritated with one another, but we were getting along just fine. The poem is a little chunk of music I was able to hold in my head until I was able to write it down, which I did, later, on the back of a King Soopers receipt that was in the car.”
—Graham Foust

Star Turn

That the deepest wound is the least unique
surprises nobody but the living.
Secretly, and with what feels like good reason,
we’re the pain the people we love
put the people they no longer love in.

Copyright © 2017 by Graham Foust. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on September 5, 2017, by the Academy of American Poets.

Copyright © 2017 by Graham Foust. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on September 5, 2017, by the Academy of American Poets.

Graham Foust

Graham Foust

Graham Foust is the author of several collections of poetry, including Time Down to Mind (Flood Editions, 2015); To Anacreon In Heaven (Flood Editions, 2013); A Mouth in California (Flood Editions, 2009); and Necessary Stranger (Flood Editions, 2007).

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What would pick through our shadows would tear them, too, 
were we to give it time enough and reason.

We will, it will—the rest won't be history.
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All day on all my days,
the lives I’m not to process wash in;

anxieties lullaby on
and quite like to be gotten among;

but now—and now—one old,
abundant flower just screws up the room.

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