Thunderstorm Stack
Anne Carson
A bird flashed by as if mistaken then it
starts. We do not think speed of life.
We do not think why hate Jezebel? We
think who’s that throwing trees against
the house? Jezebel was a Phoenician.
Phoenician thunderstorms are dry and
frightening, they arrive one inside the
other as torqued ellipses.
About this poem
“This poem was written as part of the score for a dance piece called ‘Stacks,’ choreographed by Jonah Bokaer and first performed at Mount Tremper Arts.” – Anne Carson
About Anne Carson
Anne Carson’s most recent books are “Antigonick” (New Directions, 2015) and “Red Doc>” (Knopf, 2013). She teaches in New York University’s creative writing program. .
The Academy of American Poets is a nonprofit, mission-driven organization, whose aim is to make poetry available to a wider audience. Email The Academy at poem-a-day@poets.org.
(c) 2015 Anne Carson. Originally published by the Academy of American Poets, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate.
