Michael Bazzett
Every Onion a Perfect Minaret

I was born a baby       Where did he go?

 

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Especially that line between

plump forearm

                                 & little pink hand?

 

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                                        That's the line

 

I'm trying to write  

 

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                                        I want to sing

 

to the translucence inside me           lost

 

as a freshwater pearl      in the soft folds

Time used                 

                                  to swaddle me up

 

                                                  and up

 

                         until I was man-shaped

 

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It wasn't a fish    who discovered water

 

nor a bird

air                   

 

Water conjured fish                 The sky

holds the patent

                                            on feathers

 

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I bought my dog a watch

to inspire him

to industry                 

                                    yet still he dozes

                                       in the sunlight

 

 

 

 

 
Found In Volume 54, No. 06
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Michael Bazzett
About the Author

Michael Bazzett is the author of five collections of poetry, including the inaugural winner of The Stern Prize, Cloudwatcher (The American Poetry Review, 2026), The Echo Chamber (Milkweed Editions, 2021), and a verse translation of the creation epic of the Maya, The Popol Vuh (Milkweed, 2018), named by the NY Times as one of the best poetry books of 2018. His translation of the selected poems of Humberto Ak'abal, If Today Were Tomorrow, was published by Milkweed in 2024, and his chapbook, They: A Field Guide, was the editors' choice for the Tomaž Šalamun Prize (Factory Hollow, 2024). The recipient of National Endowment for the Arts fellowships in both poetry and translation, his poems have appeared in Ploughshares, The Threepenny Review, GRANTA, The Nation, The Paris Review, The London MagazinePoetry Review, and The Sun