Hypnagogia

Abstract

Hypnagogia Deborah Golub (bio) 1. We wandered in loudly 2. Turning up identity, "I am!" 3. We fought like kangaroos. 4. Mercy on her head would have done the same 5. Crossing details of loneliness. 6. Living in the bone structure of our parents 7. The precipitation always breathes 8. Holding on for dear life. 9. Every day, grief makes the stomach churn. 10. How long can a diamond be held 11. Clutching the embodiment? 12. Rebuking the masters? 13. They will not cease from Earth. 14. Thunder might sing. So might you. 15. Sing narrowly the limits of a damaged land. 16. Think it new. 17. So much unused furniture in the attic. 18. Is there a prophet in the house? 19. Can you put me in your bag and walk me to the mud daubers? 20. You, co-a uthor of variations on the stillness of Earth. 21. Something about the crystalline snow— 22. It holds the edges of galaxies 23. When letters are composed, when the world is erased. 24. I wasn't buried under sand dunes. 25. What I felt most invested in, as if I knew, was flowers. 26. My fatal flaw was to feed the birds. 27. Walk, bird's nest. 28. Keep the sparrows moving. 29. Once you've been, it's not running. 30. Each cemetery gets lighter and lighter. [End Page 8] Deborah Golub Deborah Golub is a cultural traumatologist and art therapist. In addition to her numerous scholarly publications, Deborah's poems and memoir have appeared in Salmagundi, the Massachusetts Review, jubilat, Poetry Daily, Bellevue Literary Review, Notre Dame Review, American Scholar, Commentary, and others, and her visual art in group, solo, and museum exhibitions. Copyright © 2023 Middlebury College