It was a terrible cloud at twilight - Cover
Goodreads Icon

It was a terrible cloud at twilight

Poems

by Alessandra Lynch

Lena-Miles Wever Todd Poetry Prize Series

80 pages / 6.00 x 9.00 inches / none

Poetry

  Paperback / 9780807133460 / April 2008

In It was a terrible cloud at twilight, Alessandra Lynch reflects on personal, social, moral, and historical terror. These ambitious, imagistic poems move through subjects of violence and loss that are both deeply personal and elegantly public. The elegiac poems in the final section are dedicated to the poet's friend, author Lucy Grealy, whose plight might also be said to embody terror. Lynch's poems are tactile and visual, coining words and phrases in surprising ways. They engage in intimate conversations that are both dark and whimsical. Selected by James Richardson from a field of more than six hundred manuscripts as the winner of the Lena-Miles Wever Todd Poetry Prize, this is Alessandra Lynch's second collection.

Piece by Piece He Went

First, his blue toe. 
Then, his calf up to the hipbone. 
He thinned to a frame.

Fireflies faltered, lit into 
his bony lattice, the fretted ribs, mating 
between collarbone and pelvis

till the whole leg fell off and inside
he was all air and brightness and treefrogs—

(bluethroated crickets struggled through his beard, 
a meadow rose from the cave of his stomach)

—we tried to catch their tender bodies,
their thrumming hearts 
that longed to be let back

into the wild yellow grass—no matter how 
rotten with dew, no matter how 
darkened by rain, no matter.

Alessandra Lynch teaches creative writing at the University of Pittsburgh at Johnstown. She is the author of the poetry collection Sails the Wind Left Behind.

Found an Error? Tell us about it.