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On Dangerous Ground
American Poetry Review, The, May/Jun 2001 by Willis, Elizabeth
He's a bad one whining down a concrete river slick with night. Another wrong punch and he'll be badgeless. A bloodhound sent to hicksville on a sleeper, he stumbles on a country missile. She feels her way to the smoothest things. She builds an indelible fire. Her brother's-heart is an inward tree, but he's got blood on his hands. Love gropes them more than blossoms. Jim's been wrong before, but now he's pinned by the discreteness of her body in the dark. There's no turning back for a cop with snow in his shoes. She leans into his face: the hardness of water. The fluidity of land. The total radiance of faces in a mine. He sinks against her ivy wall. There's no telling where she'll lead.
ELIZABETH WILLIS'S most recent collection, The Human Abstract (Penguin, 1995), won the National Poetry Series in 1994. Currently she is Distinguished Writer-in-Residence at Mills College.
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