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To the Angel in My Living Room
by Daye Phillippo

Angel above the closet door, prone
in flight among stars, trumpet to lip,
long white gown and chestnut hair flowing,
ribbon of old rose trailing beneath
so as not to become entangled in wings.
Framed in half-opened eye, framed
in plastered transom, you sail motionless
(though suggestive of motion) above history,
the door’s creaky hinge, closet beneath
the stairs, space reducing back like years,
items stored in there changing over time, now
a vacuum sweeper, cans of paint,
old super 8 projector and reels,
our children still babies just being born,
just learning to walk. But in 1865, back
when this house was built? Broomcorn
broom, black metal dustpan? Curling scraps
of flowered wallpaper, tin of shellac
for woodwork and floors, a tintype or two?
Angel who guards the door, musician
of music I cannot hear, musician who appears
to be looking away, what do you think
of our comings and goings, our various notes
and dramas? Or perhaps it’s not for you to say.
Your clarion call to mystery, not terrifying
like visitations of biblical counterparts.
I don’t tremble or faint in your presence,
in fact, most often I forget you’re up there
as any dustcloth would show. Perhaps your
lyric goes something like this: Forgetting
is a layer of dust, a half-opened eye,
a plastered transom in which to suspend
motion at the door of dark space going back
years. Memory, a mote, an anthem,
old rose that may entangle if one fails
to drape it out of the way of wings.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 17, Issue 3.

daye_phillippoDaye Phillippo is a graduate of Purdue University and Warren Wilson MFA for Writers. She is the recipient of The Elizabeth George Grant and a Mortarboard Fellowship for poetry.  She teaches English at Purdue Polytechnic Lafayette.

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Volume 14, Issue 1 Now Online

CPR Volume 14, Issue 1

Cider Press Review’s inaugural web issue, CPR Volume 14, Issue 1, is now online. Read new work by Aran Donovan, Mercedes Lawry, Daye Phillippo, Janet Barry, Athena Kildegaard, Luke Whisnant, Tim Suermondt, James Cox, Wendy Drexler, Jin Cordaro, Ronda Broatch, Julia Esacove, Stan Sanvel Rubin, Cory McClellan,  René Char, Nancy Naomi Carlson, Wendy Taylor Carlisle, Sharon Olson, Jennifer Finstrom, Sandra Stone, Laura J. Martin, Doug Ramspeck, and Sara Dailey. Read the issue online today; download a Kindle version from Amazon next week.

Algebra is ____________ . (fill in the blank), by Daye Phillippo

suddenly upon me, like the yellow-green skies of severe weather

the opposite of transcendental

that gray, rust-streaked boxcar―inscrutable graffiti tags― rattling empty through town

intrusive. My walk to the mailbox has become -f(x+4) – 2 with a domain of [0,4]

too dangerous to meet at the dining room table while wearing pink pajamas

unlike birds that sing in spring because they’ve never heard of it

my son’s blue, beat-up ’89 Buick, repaired, but still less than the reunion of its broken parts

the opposite of wildflowers

a jackhammer in the city of summer

filled with pointy radical signs and my mother warning, "Don’t run with sharp objects!"

better than smallpox, the Dust Bowl, or the Johnstown Flood

a clumsy gymnast whapping and flipping around the x-axis suspended between my ears

similar to constellations, but without their romance

not poetry

poetry in the way subtraction can become addition as in the pruning of pear trees

as exponential as Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

a blackbird caged in the fractal of a leafless pear tree after harvest

blackbird, its bill a less-than sign pointing toward everything not itself


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 14, Issue 1.

Daye Phillippo has lived her life backward. She is the mother of eight who is studying Creative Writing at Purdue University. She lives in a creaky, old Indiana farmhouse on twenty rural acres with her husband, Mark, and their two youngest sons. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Plainsongs, North Central Review, Shenandoah and others. She holds a degree in Creative Writing from Purdue University. She lives in Indiana.

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