QUESTION IN THE BACK?
by Ricky Novaes de Oliveira
How much time have you spent staring into your own eyes in a rapid rearview reflection or popping a pimple in the mirror or bloated bodies buoyed in Lake Superior or that picture, that video, that truth or a bruise that doesn't fade or heal or hide or is functioning a fatal fitting and forgetting or not seeing what’s right in front of you or behind you—or around you or within or if you’ve lost count, can you say why?
Read by the poet:
Thank you for reading the Poem of the Week.
Last week’s post had all the pretty prose in it, so I’m a bit dried up writing to you. “Question in the Back?” is a poem about trying to articulate inarticulateness, or asking a question that questions itself until it is not so much a question but an answer.
I’ll leave it at that. It’s spring break at the high school I work at next week, and I’m needing it. If you don’t have the luxury of a seasonal vacation, I hope that you can find some way to take a break this spring.
Inquisitively, Ricky
