The Heart of the city

The heart of the city expensed
linen mornings consider

a corner is weeping for the vertical
labelled unreliable please
love me

the spread as with other means
a familiar block within
a pomegranate

we are not about structure
angels fall into
we matter

pin clamped and molten lead
the unfurling breeds

consider compassion
cast by the wayside
marbled threads
a die tiling

note the option while church while mosque
the roof and stored gunpowder
seeded light

adorn yourself

nobody in particular survives the heart
gravity fills in the lack
the deceased wait

we have been repeatedly breeding

when St. John the Divine is read
the city will resume

how much is too much personally?

Arpine Konyalian Grenier

Arpine Konyalian Grenier comes from science, music, languages, and the arts. A graduate of the American University of Beirut; and the Milton Avery Graduate School of the Arts, Bard College, New York, she has authored four collections: St. Gregory’s Daughter; Whores from Samarkand; Part, Part, Euphrates; The Concession Stand: Exaptation at the Margins. Recent work can be found at Journal of Poetics Research, Word/for/Word, Big Bridge, and Barzakh. She lives and writes in Los Angeles.

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