Inspiring book of poems "Duende" by Tracy K. Smith
History
Prologue
This is a poem about the itch
That stirs a nation at night.
This is a poem about all we'll do
Not to scratch-
Where fatigue is great, the mind
Will invent entire stories to protect sleep.
Dark stories. Deep fright.
Syntax of nonsense.
Our prone shape has slept a long time.
Our night, many nights.
This is a story in the poem's own voice.
This is epic.
Part Three: Occupation
(Excerpt)
Every poem is the story of itself.
Pure conflict. Its own undoing.
Breeze of dreams, then certain death.