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Where Poetry Lives
since 2009
Lisa Segal
Poet & Artist
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Lisa Segal, a poet/writer/artist, has lived in Los Angeles for more than thirty years. Her book, METAMORPHOSIS: Who is the Maker? An Artist’s Statement, includes her poetry, prose, and photographs of her sculptures. She teaches poetry and writing as part of the Los Angeles Poets & Writers Collective. She is a member of StudioEleven, an artist-run cooperative. Her poems appear in Cultural Weekly, The Mas Tequila Review,Spectrum, Poeticdiversity and elsewhere.
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Book:
METAMORPHOSIS: Who is the Maker? An Artist’s Statement
Published by Bombshelter Press: www.bombshelterpress.com
StudioEleven:
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https://www.instagram.com/studio11artists/
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LAPS Poetry Contest Winner!
Her poem, Thirteen Ways to Look at the Moon, winner of our 2017 National Poetry Month Poetry Contest, Spring into Life!
THIRTEEN WAYS TO LOOK AT THE MOON
​(after Wallace Stevens’ Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird)
The first way to look at the moon
is straight up
with a shot of whiskey on the side.
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The second would be through
the site of a rifle,
a man on his knees.
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The third, of course, is skipping
along the embryonic trail,
throwing starlight
to find your way back.
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The fourth would be to plant a rose bush
on the sunny side of the hill,
the side that overlooks the corral
where you keep the horse
you rode in on.
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You could look at the moon through a hole
in the middle of a slice
of buttered bread,
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or through slits between the fingers
of the hand you’ve raised to cover
your eyes,
the moon’s beauty too great to bear
in an oversized tee
and bare feet.
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Of the seventh, well, it’s the one
to come back to after you’ve been
away and returned.
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Eighth is to point at her, arm outstretched.
Then take someone’s hand and say,
“The incidence of candle light
might make a pawn tremble
with delight.”
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The ninth way is to be the pawn.
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Way number ten would be not
to look
at the moon, but to look
at the stillness of the dark lake instead.
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A circle drawn on a piece of paper
might be the moon. Look at it that way.
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Or whisper her name
in every language you know.
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The twelfth way to look at the moon
is to re-assemble the apple slices
in your piece of pie.
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Thirteen is the moon watches you.
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(c)2017 Lisa Segal