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Evan White

The waves with their curtains of alewives / are a lake she’s the center of


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My sister is a lonely swimmer
The waves with their curtains of alewives

are a lake she’s the center of
if I look from far enough away

My years are far ahead of my face
which says Hannah this swimmer
   is of you as a child

The news is that we’re years away

from human satellites
If I were a body of infinite signals

I’d aim a time capsule at big bang heaven
carrying nothing

but Big Star’s greatest hit


Evan White lives in Northampton, Massachusetts. He teaches writing and helps edit Slope Editions. His poems and reviews have appeared in Strange Machine, elimae, iO: A Journal of New American Poetry, and elsewhere.