Joy Katz

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Solicitous of its own business. Not chewable, and never mordant.
How to say a chair as I would say a hand? One looks out
from the brows: wooden, unaltering.
...

is spreading, indefinite at the edges as idea
or a dream escaping.
Words are weary as tow-pound chain.
The rain waits, all lightness and rising;
...

No woman holds her arms like this. A garden must come
up like full-blown crows. A garden of grown-up trees and sawblades.
...

4.

has no alertness. Lying innocently
its paperhood frees it. Paper is a moral rotary.
You can no more object to it than to Switzerland;
...

The purified fleets of nations have pulled in.
Christianized themes read out behind high, aroused doors.
With gladness I soothed your aristocracy.
...

Empty as a sundial.
A square of skin turns outward, a skiff of salt blows neatly
to the corners.
The spears of iris are spoiled, under it, as drunks.
...

Side of steamship and white smoke, black parts beckoning.
As in jump, as in unquiet. Not wasted, save churning over itself.
A dream in the midst and a rolling pin.
...

Smell of jargon, bad things
you say to your husband,
praise and bombs for the orderly house.
...

Unbroken
skim of night.
Headlights elsewhere
...

A tang approaches, like the smell of snow.
Illness like a color deepens-
pale gray, thick-in-a-cloak gray, secret coat silk,
and finally the weight of rough pelts heaped on the bed.
...

Joy Katz Biography

Joy Katz (b Newark, New Jersey) is an American poet, who was recently awarded a 2011 National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship for Poetry. She is the author of three poetry collections, most recently All You Do Is Perceive, a National Poetry Series finalist (Four Way Books, 2013), The Garden Room (Tupelo Press, 2006), and Fabulae (Southern Illinois University, 2002). Her work appears in Ploughshares, Gulf Coast,Conduit, Barrow Street, Colorado Review, Court Green, and Verse, Slope, The New York Times Book Review, Parnassus, and Prairie Schooner. Katz was raised in Buffalo; Philadelphia; Camden, Maine; and Cincinnati. She earned a B.S. at Ohio State University, an MFA at Washington University in St. Louis, and she held a Stegner Fellowship at Stanford University. Katz is an editor-at-large at Pleiades. She teaches poetry workshops at the Chatham University MFA Program in Creative Writing. She married a playwright, Rob Handel, on May 28, 2005, and lives in Pittsburgh.)

The Best Poem Of Joy Katz

A Desk Chair

Solicitous of its own business. Not chewable, and never mordant.
How to say a chair as I would say a hand? One looks out
from the brows: wooden, unaltering.
Perhaps a chair is more important.
Perhaps you cannot have a sentence without a chair,
more pepper than salt, more voilà. Perhaps in life
one does not discover a chair enough—its cruelty and trousers—

There is no delightfulness in desk chair except the name,
simple as a line of dancers: full of bone.
Is a chair modestly a container?
No—a turnstile, an airplane wing.

You can count on the trolley wheeled for tea, you can count
on railroad-bridges, on cut celery.
You can count on the flatness of bateau,
on all that is not the flesh, such as a deck of cards.

The boxes all fit one inside the next; the cutlery is put away,
sturdy to push on as bike-pedals. All this belongs to the chair,
and a berm awash with tide-all things at rest,
not panicked or insane—
as if the heavy telephones were back.

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