Curb of Inquiry by Andrew Seguin


I thought objects
into portents

but they were
not: empty

rum jug from Panama.
Crow, uppercut

by a gust.
Nothing but mind

having at
meaning. Meaning,

I am the man
of the house

who lives in
an apartment.

Our public space
closes at dusk.

I check the weather,
the weatherman’s been shot.


Andrew Seguin is the author of The Room In Which I Work (Omnidawn 2017). His other work includes the chapbooks NN and Black Anecdote, as well as a series of cyanotypes inspired by Moby-Dick. A former Fulbright scholar, Andrew lives and works in New York City.