Poetry

July 15, 2010      

Two Poems from “Hallelujah Science” by Kelli Stevens Kane

Listen to a podcast of Kelli Stevens Kane’s “(63).”

(63)
these dreams I will carry with me
like waves in the air above heat or gasoline

awake in this flaunted house
all kinds of spirit guests walk through

and they’ll just have to watch me eat
because I’m not running a restaurant for the dead.

they can do like we did in preschool
and hand each other pretend food:

air biscuits, invisible hamburgers,
and double scoops of nothing.

I hunger for these dreams
I draw one in, and she curls up

pondering my stomach
tasting womb, deciding nothing

Listen to a podcast of Kelli Stevens Kane’s “(35).”

(35)
Of course everything revolves around me–
the moon, the stars, the grocery clerks.
Picture me higher than the clouds,
orchestrating lightning flashes.
Who here knows about science?
I’m not talking about beakers and Bunsen burners.
I’m talking about hallelujah science.
Seashell and fossil science.
Look out the window collision science.
Too many people bother me.
I ought to cook them in soup.

About the author:

Kelli Stevens Kane’s poetry is featured or forthcoming in Spider Magazine, Denver Syntax, The Poetry Super Highway, The Mom Egg, Mythium Literary Journal and Kweli Journal. Kelli was selected to participate in the VONA (Voices of Our Nations Arts Foundation) poetry workshops in 2009 and 2010, and in the Hurston/Wright Foundation’s Writers’ Week Poetry Workshop in 2010. She is also the editor of Planet Saturday® Comics, Volume One, and the recipient of a Serpent Source Foundation grant for an oral history about the Hill District of Pittsburgh. For more information visit: http://planetsaturday.com/kelli/.

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