Two Poems by Corey Mesler


for Chloe

This is the fairy tale,
the one with
the path, the one with
the darkness.
Take my hand. You
are still wee to me.
Tell me again how you
will grow and love
and prosper. That’s the
way I listen. I
listen with my pen. I
listen like starlight,
till the fairy tale
opens its bloody rose.

Another Morning in Cerecloth

It’s only eight a.m.
and I’ve already been up
for days.
The sun is a weak tea.
My head is
attached with prayer goo.
I have a whole day
in front of me,
laid out like parasite’s silk.
I must be alive, I say to
the mirror.
It seems I have things to do.
It seems I woke
many days ago with things to do.

Corey Mesler has published in numerous journals and anthologies. He has published four novels, Talk: A Novel in Dialogue (2002), We Are Billion-Year-Old Carbon (2006), The Ballad of the Two Tom Mores (2010) and Following Richard Brautigan (2010), a full length poetry collection, Some Identity Problems (2008), and a book of short stories, Listen: 29 Short Conversations (2009). He has also published a dozen chapbooks of both poetry and prose. He has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize numerous times, and two of his poems have been chosen for Garrison Keillor’s Writer’s Almanac. He also claims to have written, “Your Auntie Grizelda.” With his wife, he runs Burke’s Book Store, one of the country’s oldest (1875) and best independent bookstores. He can be found at