A weekly poem, read by the author.
Nov. 17 2009 7:07 AM


Click the arrow on the audio player to hear  Ellen Wehle read this poem. You can also download the recording or subscribe to Slate's Poetry Podcast on iTunes.

Sack of rocks we drag.
Telescope dish turning.

Engine-hum in back
Alleys where all night

Trucks idle their load,
Whomever the Devil

Would destroy … how
Does that saying go?

Can we not silence
It even half an hour:

Slip off our headset,
Forget the last ship's

Tinny SOS, break out
Champagne and party.

Palace of a thousand
Lamps left burning

Far below the waves.
… he first makes wise.


Ellen Wehle's book of poems is The Ocean Liner's Wake. She lives outside Chicago and is completing her first novel.

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