The National Poetry Review

Martha Zweig


When in doubt, do mischief.
When it hurts, it will let you know. Follow
the gleam in the eye of the needle
into the haystack, into mouse & its mite,
slow hottening heart of combustion.

Come prowl.
Lest we forget how keenly we loved,
how long, help me inveigle our best & worst
angels into new knots of invention,
ours alone

who recall such havoc we wrought & so proud
–back in the day– that the sun rolled up
gales of laughter into furious clouds,
low ocean preening itself a cleanly
silence over the drowned out loud.

MARTHA ZWEIG’s work has received Hopwood and Whiting awards. Her collections include Monkey Lightning, Tupelo Press, 2010; What Kind, Wesleyan University Press, 2003; Vinegar Bone, Wesleyan University Press, 1999 and Powers, the Vermont Arts Council, 1976. Get Lost, her latest, won the 2014 Rousseau Prize and will be forthcoming from The National Poetry Review Press. Zweig’s poems have been nominated to Pushcart and Best of the Web, and featured in Poetry. Her MFA is from Warren Wilson.

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