20 December 2006 | Vol. 6, No. 4
Romantic Movies
The plane crashed
but did the pilot
have to be so badly
burned? Our blonde—her hair
fluent, sea plants reaching
for the sea—must she love him
still (no matter
what)? Wailing
in silence by carlight
at the hospital, he's strapped
down by puzzling
contraptions. Confession
—is it needed (bowls
of diamonds?)—
Question: should I slip
on my slip and rush this
flight or wait full blushed
for the warning
call? Return: it snowed
all night and now, quietly,
I watch you shovel
our driveway (trace
trail). The dawning
shivers. Makes a sail.
About the author:
Lauren Goodwin Slaughter is Assistant Professor of English at The University of Alabama at Birmingham and Fiction Editor for the online journal, DIAGRAM. Her poems have recently appeared in Salt Hill, Crab Orchard Review, Blue Mesa Review, Hayden's Ferry Review, Juked, 5_trope, and also on Verse Daily.
For further reading:
See the complete list of work by Lauren Goodwin Slaughter at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 6, No. 4, where "Romantic Movies" ran on December 20, 2006. List other work with these same labels: poetry.
