Pratik's Special LA Issue Highlight: LOIS P. JONES' poem, "Red Horse"

 

LOIS P. JONES

 

Red Horse

 

No one understood this blood run

to the moon, this blaze

 

of you, red horse in a swollen sky.

How you turned loose

 

like a fistful of fire ants.

How your temper could burn

 

a field when there was too much

to drink. There were days we’d spread

 

the blanket on the grasses

near the sycamores and let the desert

 

air run through us,

let the sage burn our nostrils

 

as we sipped a silky rioja.

A wine you liked to translate,

 

as you decoded everything beautiful.

Your lips full and slightly curled

 

siempre, siempre: jardin de mi agonia,

tu cuerpo fugitivo para siempre,

 

always, always: garden of my last breath,

your body escaped forever,

 

Lorca in his red shoes

lighting our tongues, lifting

 

our hips until the sun

turned poppy and burst.

 

 

Lois P. Jones’s work was featured as a film adaptation by the Visible Poetry Project in 2019. Awards include the 2017 Lascaux Prize, the 2016 Bristol Prize judged by Liz Berry, the 2012 Tiferet Prize and winning finalist for 2018 Terrain poetry Contest judged by Jane Hirshfield.  Night Ladder was published by Glass Lyre Press in 2017.

 

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