Three Poems by Dustin Renwick

by: Dustin Renwick1

With a playful gravity that directs our attention to the cosmic and mundane in equal measure, these poems by Dustin Renwick remind us that we live amidst lush and remarkable beauty…

Homemade

avoid the blackberry:
dissected with serifs
’til rhymes run purple

instead choose crimson bubbles
cooked, cooled, jammed, canned,
collided with peanut butter

until tentative tinkling scrapes
of the last glass jar labeled
Red Raspberry

eaten as snow spreads
across the brambles’ thorny knives
allow me to understand Camus

and his invincible summer,
at least in my stomach

 

INGREDIENTS: sugar, corn syrup, contains less than 2% of the following

by way of divinity & darwinism, ancestral migrations across ancient seas, astronomical
odds of atoms & choices coalesced, not into dinosaur scales, or a dripping disaster (that double-dipped ice cream cone melting into your mostly finished borrowed book), but
you

 

Payday

the king in a “Song of Sixpence”
vanishes to count coins after dessert

he is most of our friends, who don’t know
how to act when confronted with free time

they, too, abandon pie crumbs on the plate
to pursue more pecuniary projects

we commit the opulent act of a whole
afternoon whiled away in the harbor park

accomplishing, I’d argue, everything — grounded
in the wisdom that the 24 blackbirds always fly away

 

Dustin Renwick is a triathlete and an avid avoider of coffee. He is a Tupelo Press 30/30 Project alum, and his work has appeared in places such as CutBank, Meat for Tea, and Lines + Stars. His nonfiction book, Beyond the Gray Leaf, is the biography of a forgotten Civil War poet from Illinois.

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