Poetry by Jane Muschenetz
Selected Published Work
Remember when we all, collectively, agreed...?
They are studying the effects of gendering on language
and cultural norms...
When I close my eyes, the dishwasher...
We don't have a cow to forget to milk, instead
we have Instacart...
As a child trapped at the cutting board, surrounded
by boiled, rooted things (beets, carrots, potatoes...)
"This is poetry?!" English words are interlopers in my mother's mouth. They wear a disguise to fit in...
Uppagus, Winter 2021
The lemon tree extracts a price
For every fruit...
Quiet Lightning, Nov 2021
I know the pretty, paved road
At the start of everything
(Before you asked and I said Yes)...
All my words are organic
The commas, free range...
Champagne and vinegar used to be
Polar opposites, but now...
they worked on the building behind our street,
for five months straight, two crews
took the old walls down to the studs,
replaced rotten wood with the sawmill smell of possibility...
Former high-school beauty...
I am trying to remember
what we talked about at dinner
It felt like a poem in the making…
My 11-year-old son throws the gift of his boredom in my face
My 73-year-old mother wears the heavy silver of her loneliness like a funeral shroud
“Take it from me!” they cry. God, if it were possible, I would...
It was the year none of us committed suicide
The year Abigail backtracked in her writing skills
(never-mind learning cursive)
And Jess learned to talk...
Tiger eyes watch me
Be still, they say,
You have no need for fear,
You and I are not prey