Sunday, June 19, 2016

Glen Armstrong - One Poem

Golden Years

Grandfather dreamed
of a champagne

that would stir rebellion
throughout the vineyard.

Grandmother dreamed
of a fur that might rejoin

and resurrect the animal
from which it was ripped.

They held hands with conviction.
There was something they needed

to set straight
but no one left would listen

to their dream-words,
those raspy, whispering yelps

from which language
was born.

Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three recent chapbooks: Set List (Bitchin Kitsch,) In Stone and The Most Awkward Silence of All (both Cruel Garters Press.) His work has appeared in Poetry Northwest, Conduit and Cloudbank.

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