Susana Gardner

 

Because The Shell Half-Swallowed Her    

 

 

Because The Shell Half-Swallowed Her

 

SEA

      SEA

 

            Namesake driven, now divine.

 

Because The Shell Half-Swallowed Her

She was left half-whole—

Half-mollusk as it were

       and half-Her!

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Half-her and half complicit—her legs!

         IMMER running

running running

         from the OTHER

 

Because the Shell Half-Swallowed Her

  Her Porcelain Legs, O!

Her Lower Half!

      Her awkward skirts!

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Her mouth amuck —Crustacean

Voice amniotic

 

Circuitous abalone

strands about her hair

 

Because the Shell Half-Swallowed Her

She is now half-there

She is NOW half THERE!

YES! She is now HOUSED there!

 

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Because the Shell Half-Swallowed Her

Her Shoulders Cower So!

Her back bends alternately

in the arch of forever

O! ASTERN!

Seahouse Encasement Subjective

 

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Isolated anew.

Try her on for size!

All men do!

Snailed and spiraled blue her shell

her sea, her sea her NOW.

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

                    But she may wreckon you!

Yes, she may wreckon you.

 

                                                     LOVE!

    Oh?

 

Love, you tried her on for size?

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

HMMMM! How silly this sounds to Her!

O, she hears your wild drone.

But Sea! forever harbours her

Her ear Aft—Abaft—Aback!

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Hell! Closest to the Seanow, enow!

She will tell you whatever you hope to hear.

What do you hope to hear?

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

Her hair a wild tangle,

her note not of your range—

Her Siren folds

elongating—her

treble beat precise

She sends you off now unrequited—

Mainmast far-flung from her reach

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 

 

 

 

O, Prodigious Son take care.

Because The Shell Half-Swallowed Her

THE SEA HALF-SWALLOWED HER!

And she will swallow you too.

She may have already swallowed you.

Yes, as she is there, she is through.

 

 

 

SEA

      SEA

 


 

 

Susana Gardner is the author of the full-length poetry collections HERSO (Black Radish Books, 2011) and [ LAPSED INSEL WEARY ] (The Tangent Press, 2008). Her third book, Cuntstruck Lithe Guttersnipes is forthcoming from Xexoxial Editions. She has published several chapbooks, including Hyper-Phantasie Constructs (Dusie Kollektiv, 2010) and Herso (University of Theory and Memorabilia Press, 2009). Her poetry has appeared in many online and print publications including Jacket, How2, Puerto Del Sol, and Cambridge Literary Review among others. Her work has also been featured in several anthologies, including 131.839 slög með bilum (131,839 keystrokes with spaces) (Ntamo, Finland, 2007) and NOT FOR MOTHERS ONLY: CONTEMPORARY POEMS ON CHILD-GETTING AND CHILD-REARING (Fence Books, United States, 2007) and the forthcoming KINDERGARDE, Black Radish, 2012. She lives in Zürich, Switzerland, where she also edits and curates the online poetics journal and experimental kollektiv press, Dusie .