By Deborah Landau
Has it turned out we’ve wasted our time?
We’ve wasted our time.
Our magnificent bodies on the dissecting table.
Our day after tomorrow.
Our what to do now.
The stink of us so undignified.
The end game of bloom.
We will lose the sun
struck and disassembled
lightly down and crawling like a worm.
This earth it is a banquet and laid on its table we.
A puncture in the wound room, crude and obvious.
The raving lunatics they are upon us,
but we are raving too.
Source: Poetry (September 2018)
Poet Bio
Deborah Landau studied at Stanford University, Columbia University, and Brown University, where she was a Jacob K. Javits Fellow and earned a PhD in English and American Literature. For many years she co-directed the KGB Bar Monday Night Poetry Series and co-hosted the video interview program Open Book on Slate.com. In 2016, she was awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship. Landau is director of the Creative Writing Program at New York University, where she also teaches. She lives in Brooklyn with her husband, sons, and daughter.
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