“Wheel and Axle”
We did nothing on a whim. The friction
of the multiplying moment pulled my
guide, my wagon, to a stream of thimble-
tears until he took my hand and kissed me
when bidden. Love had winched us in from the
wet swarf ground out by the rack-and-pinion
planet, so here we were in front of the
nave and the assembly. We had been clods
in the differential, and now we were
driving an axis of belly and nose.
Aren’t we all just hubs housing helical
slave drivers? We wanted our gyroscope
spinning out like a spur-wheel on track,
our little linch-pin, as soon as possible.
Barbara Duffey is a 2015 NEA Literature Fellow in poetry and the author of the full-length poetry collections Simple Machines (The Word Works, 2016), which won the 2015 Washington Prize, and I Might Be Mistaken (Word Poetry, 2015). She has also published the chapbooks The Circus of Forgetting (dancing girl press, 2013) and The Verge of Thirst (South Dakota State Poetry Society, 2013). Her poems have appeared in such publications as Blackbird, Prairie Schooner, Western Humanities Review, and Best New Poets 2009, and her prose in CutBank and The Collagist. She holds a PhD from the University of Utah, an MFA from the University of Houston, and a BA summa cum laude from the University of Southern California. She is an assistant professor of English at Dakota Wesleyan University and lives in Mitchell, SD, with her husband and son. You can find her online at www.barbaraduffey.com and on Twitter @BarbaraNDuffey.
Staci R. Schoenfeld is a recipient of 2015 NEA Fellowship for Poetry, grants from the Barbara Deming Memorial Fund and the Kentucky Foundation for Women, and residencies from the Ragdale Foundation and Albee Foundation. She is a PhD student at University of South Dakota, assistant editor for poetry at South Dakota Review, and an assistant editor at Sundress Publications. Recent and forthcoming publications include poems in Mid-American Review, Southern Humanities Review, and Room Magazine, fiction in Gingerbread House Literary Magazine, and non-fiction in The Manifest Station.