Mary Kinzie's "Theine"

Mary Kinzie’s interest in the expressive fragmenting of language gives her verse a particular poignancy – a kind of a melancholy nod to the passing beauty and potential of our words.


If compelled
to give it up
I would lift
as leaves do
from the tree
and feel the floating
thread of my thought
blown out
beyond itself
               line loose
               on the water
than air

Excerpt from DRIFT © 2003 by Mary Kinzie. Excerpted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf a division of Random House, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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