20 August 2007 | Vol. 7, No. 2
An Internal Chord
Watched the dark come on, landing on rooftops, the civility of apartment windows & streetlights emerging with it, accompanying it like some harmony, which could only be imagined, or painted, by a Whistler, say, as far away from Lowell as he could get, adding at the end some nocturnal title to the piece, intimating color could be heard. It's not that far-fetched. Last week at about the same turn toward dusk I saw a star & the crescent moon hang from separate branches of the same bare tree. What suddenly seemed a distant sound of infinity corresponded to an internal chord opening up to me.
About the author:
Robert Gibbons is the author of three full-length books of prose poems. New work is online in Istanbul Literature Review and Jacket, and is forthcoming in Ars Interpres (Sweden) and Wheelhouse. He is Poetry and Fiction Editor of Janus Head.
For further reading:
See the complete list of work by Robert Gibbons at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 7, No. 2, where "An Internal Chord" ran on August 20, 2007. List other work with these same labels: poetry, prose poem.
