Stamps: C. E. Perry


Why Lovers in Trouble End Up at the Rodeo

By C. E. Perry

We have driven eighty-seven miles and paid
four dollars each to see that cowboy’s wrist
snap like fresh chalk. My love, the meadows
are pressed flat by the young Montana backs
of young Montana men. It stuns us to witness
such torque and to crave it. It stuns us to recall
bookshelves fainting to the floor and rats
swimming away from us in bed. We are still
alive and the beer is cold. We each swoon
when our hero takes flight – his hat a swank
hurrah, his head lost, loose over those horns.


C. E. Perry’s first book of poems is Night Work (Sarabande), from which this poem is reprinted.


This poem is part of the Stamps projects at The Owls site, read more >>


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