The Unending Pleasure of an Empty Chair

bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbfor Monica Berlin



your face like glass

along a lake


though language

falls short of experience


in a way we dream

of looking out


and as for second

street, there is no avenue


worth the weight

of a chair in pennies


it’s nice to meet

the lake and its face


there are so many places

to swim



Adam Clay’s third book of poems is Stranger (Milkweed Editions, 2016).
His poems have appeared in Ploughshares, Crab Orchard Review, Boston
Review, Iowa Review, The Pinch, and elsewhere. A co-editor of TYPO
Magazine, he serves as a Book Review Editor for The Kenyon Review, and
teaches at the University of Illinois Springfield.


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