Marc Nair (b. 1981)
SELECTED POEMS
Past the gates of Socialism
after Spomenik #19
Think of this
as statuary: a silent Trojan with
no means of language
no face to venerate
no answer to the pillage
beneath its lonely outpostlistening to a sledgehammer
of scavengers scaling the hill at dusk
with their haul of scrap matériel
from #1 through #18Underneath the old battlements
a vigil hums from
bones of old rifles and courage
as evening trembles and
this grandeur turns like an empty
doorwayor is this an ark grounded
after escape,
a forgotten blessing,
a haunting into wilderness
by Marc Nair
from Spomenik (2016)
