Interviews
10 Questions for Acie Clark
- By Franchesca Viaud
We knew what we would lose before we had it,
but I know why I stayed.
When I close my eyes, I can still see
our kitchen skin and half a lemon left there,
turning in on itself like the fists
our mothers made in every cardinal direction,
and how late it was in the afternoon.
You were rinsing out the soup pot.
The sun had already lost track of its day
but all these kids were still out there,
hurtling past on past year's bikes.
A season simply became another season,
a year another year, back then.
—from "Epithalament," Volume 65, Issue 1 (Spring 2024)
Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.
My first poem was essentially poetic...