Evidence of Night

poems by Jennifer Boyden; prints and drawings by Frank Boyden
Walla Walla, Washington: Crab Quill Press, 2003

 

In 2003, I produced Evidence of Night with Jennifer and Frank.  To the left is one of Frank's prints.  Below is Jennifer's poem that accompanies that print:

 

 

Analysis of the Moth


Why was the moth terrible?
Of course it was my own heart, beating.

Why was the moth terrible?
At the window. I wanted it to be a man.

Why was the moth terrible?
Tell me your name. How you come at me and at me.

How should I come at you?
Like a mouth. Like a moth. Like blown hair.

How should you accept me?
Like a mouth. Like a buried twin.

How would you know me?
Your handprint is on my face or back.

How would I know you?
Your handprint is where I burn.

How did you feel this morning?
It beat at the window with ashy wings.

Why was the moth terrible?
It did not hold back the night.

Where was the night?
My face was pale inside of it, and burning.