There You Go
At long last, I'm going in
with everybody.
EVERYBODY: Everybody, shut up.
MONDAY: Its happening again.
MONEY: It's me, isn't it?
A SYSTEM: Can I just say:
Run free in the wheat, commandant
like a plow with a human face or
like a face plowing down the American plain.
These are talky sonnets in the vein of John Berrymans and Ted Berrigans, written on the poet's lunch hour in the spirit of Frank O'Hara. Winner of the Fence Modern Poets series.
Paul Legaults first book, The Madeline Poems, was published in 2010. Raised in Tennessee, Paul lives with his husband in Brooklyn, New York, where he works at the Academy of American Poets.
