Poetry

Two Poems – Ross Stager

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Play Me

I like the high notes

of a guitar or piano

stretched

like currency

in the pocket

of the working

poor, under stress

like the saintly

patience of a mother

to a pair

of irritated siblings

— strangers

to their own kin

— dark spirits their

only peer.

Our last valid

excuse just

now ruined.

 

 

The Paradox of an Active Mind

A token

of respect

for every

statistic

of suicide.

Do we

really

gum up

the internal

works with

a single

moment’s

meditation

on the paradox

of an active mind?

Bringing

to bear

everything

outside of it

on what sits

between

our ears.


Ross Stager is a student of philosophy and English at the University of Minnesota and have published a few poems online at such places like Otoliths, Alimentum, and Inner Sins, as well as a short-story for The Bacon Review. He is also a night manager and produce clerk at a small grocery store in the southern suburbs of Minneapolis. He likes to use Twitter as a micro-poetry workshop at times with the handle @RossStager


 

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