Joseph J. Capista

The Lovers

      After Magritte’s Les Amants, 1928

Our end starts here:

     tonight we wish

upon the darkest

     star, entwine

as beasts, lament our

     breath’s capacity

to take and give

     small secrets

we offer this world

     only when its

back is turned.

     Be crush, love.

Be lush. Undoing,

     undone. Be sunset.

I’ll be the blackest

     sails ever raised

against you, perfumed

     by empires fallen.

And when I die, if I

     die wise, you will

know I have lived

     as a fool.

Joseph J. Capista teaches at Towson University. His collection Intrusive Beauty won the 2018 Hollis Summers Prize and will be published by Ohio University Press in 2019. AGNI, Ploughshares, The Hudson Review, and The Georgia Review have published his poems; too, his work has appeared in Poetry Daily and has twice been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. He lives with his family in Baltimore.



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