Five Points, Vol. 5 No. 3
Summer 2001From David St. John, “I think that one of the great dilemmas of contemporary poetry is that there’s a kind of reliance on reportage. Whether it’s domestic or political, there’s a sense that the illusion of truth, the illusion of a particular journalistic truth necessarily occasions great consequence, and that’s just not so.”
Sample Content
David St. John
Aperture
She was a doorway opening onto the light
She was the light within this doorway
She stood like the single aperture of the night
A last molded pupil of flesh
Dilated entirely by the absolute & eloquent
Profile of desire
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A doorway at the tunnel of the body
More luminous than the mind
Where he stood before her every filament ablaze
Every lens of consciousness et cetera
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The molten speed of the moment signaling
The arrival of their bodies upon a shifting plain of stars
So blank not even the shadow of the moon might arrive
Without some suture of surprise