Marianne Boruch
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when he knew nothing. A leaf
looks like this, doesn't it? No one
to ask. So came the invention
...
Eventually one dreams the real thing.
The cave as it was, what we paid to straddle
one skinny box-turned-seat down the middle, narrow boat
...
Birdsong, face it, some male machine
gone addled—repeat, repeat—the damage
...
Overnight, it's pow! The held note
keeps falling. And only seems
...
Some dreamily smoke cigarettes, some track
toddlers who walk like drunks. Buzzy,
...
she did and was, or they were
and would. Or the room could,
...
Because the body really
is Mars, is Earth or Venus or the saddest downsized
...
Marianne Boruch Biography
Marianne Boruch (born June 19, 1950) is an American poet whose published work also includes essays on poetry, sometimes in relation to other fields (music, visual art, ornithology, medicine, aviation, etc) and, most recently, a memoir about a hitchhiking trip taken in 1971. She was awarded the 2013 Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award. Born in Chicago, Boruch graduated from the University of Illinois and earned her MFA from the University of Massachusetts Amherst. She has taught at Tunghai University in Taiwan, and at the University of Maine at Farmington, going on, in 1987, to develop and direct the MFA program in creative writing at Purdue University where she continues to be on faculty. Since 1988, she has also taught semi-regularly in the low-residency graduate Program for Writers at Warren Wilson College. On occasion, she's run workshops and given lectures and readings at summer writers' conferences, among them Bread Loaf, the Haystack School of the Arts, and RopeWalk. She lives with her husband in West Lafayette, Indiana. Her awards for that work—to aid and abet it—have been fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation,and the National Endowment for the Arts, and residencies at MacDowell, The Anderson Center (Red Wing, MN), Hall Farm, and the Rockefeller Foundation's Bellagio Center. She's been a Visiting Artist at the American Academy in Rome, and at Isle Royale, America's most isolated national park. For winter and spring, 2012, she was awarded a Fulbright/Visiting Professorship at the University of Edinburgh, Scotland, as well as a fellowship in that University's Institute for Advanced Studies in the Humanities.)
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Little Fugue
Everyone should have a little fugue, she says,
the young conductor
taking her younger charges through
the saddest of pieces, almost a dirge
written for unholy times, and no,
not for money.
Ready? she tells them, measuring out
each line for cello, viola, violin.
It will sound to you
not quite right. She means the aching half-step
of the minor key, no release
from it, that always-on-the-verge-of, that
repeat, repeat.
Everyone should have a little fugue-
I write that down like I cannot write
the larger griefs. For my part, I
believe her. Little fugue I wouldn't
have to count.
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