Other Space<\/p>\n
By the glass, by the portal,
\nby the water\u2019s window, by the pane
\nis my boy, having positioned his stroller
\nby the aquatic gate, I stand and watch
\nhis eyes mimic the walleye,
\nhis mouth become the bass mouth,
\nhis body go still as the scales that hang
\nin the care of Pisces before us.
\nHe breaks his gaze
\nto look at me, seeking
\nassurances I cannot give, the reason
\nwe reside in this space
\nand not the other.<\/p>\n
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“Other Space” is reprinted from Crab Creek Review.<\/em><\/p>\n Jeremiah Webster<\/a>‘s poems have appeared in\u00a0Crab Creek Review<\/em>,\u00a0North<\/em>\u00a0American Review, Rock & Sling, <\/a><\/em>and\u00a0Beloit Poetry Journal<\/em>.<\/a> His unpublished collection,\u00a0Crux,<\/a>\u00a0<\/em>was a finalist in this year’s Crab Orchard Review<\/em> prize. \u00a0He has written the introduction for a new edition of T. S. Eliot:\u00a0Paradise in the Waste Land: Early Works<\/em> <\/a>(Wiseblood Classics). \u00a0He lives in Kirkland.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Other Space By the glass, by the portal, by the water\u2019s window, by the pane is my boy, having positioned his stroller by the aquatic gate, I stand and watch his eyes mimic the walleye, his mouth become the bass … Continue reading