Wayne Miller’s new book, The City, Our City is out, and it’s a marvelous book. Here are two poems from it. The first, he read the other night in Kansas City at the book release party, and the second is the poem that comes next in the book. The whole book is like this, a mix of fantasia, history, allegory, and memory, as it explores the idea of the city.It’s quite effective.
Bombing the City
Some nights it was leaflets, others, incendiaries;
the citizens of the city waited patiently
for our issue. When our parachutes fluttered
pilotless to the ground, the people gathered
the silk to make stockings; when our duds
stuck in the plazas like darts, they collected them