Emma DePanise

AWP Intro Journal Awards Winner

This Motion, These Whispers

Washington Square Park


Potter's field to parade ground—Sure, people

            visit, dip their feet, dance


                        on 20,000 bodies under. This weedy-wet

                                    shower shoots, blooms, from stone


and bone, femurs reaching out

            for femur. C'mon, take a swim, throw


                                    it in, won't you? We are always turning

                                                to the dead to make us. See how,


            in this yellow-light, the feverish air twists

                        and balls and glimmers?