Poet’s Bio: Alan King
is an author, poet, journalist and videographer, who lives with his family in
Bowie, MD. He’s a communications specialist for a national nonprofit and a
senior editor at Words Beats & Life‘s global hip hop journal. King is the
author of POINT BLANK (Silver Birch Press, 2016) and DRIFT (Aquarius Press,
2012). He’s a graduate of the Stonecoast MFA Low-Residency Program at the
University of Southern Maine. His poems and short stories appear in various
literary journals, magazines and are featured on public radio.
Alan King: Sure, I’d be happy to. Here you go:
Beacon
An intern asks, Aren't you scared?
And you remember the hospital
clerk saying:
What you're doing is courageous.
You do what you have to
for your wife whose life is
leashed
to a box cleaning her blood
before spooling it back into her body.
It does what it has to
because her kidneys can't.
And weren't they courageous,
standing their ground,
before Lupus took them out?
Its gluttony left you scratching
your head,
lost in this new life—the one that
marks you donor
and your wife recipient,
season your new tongue.
You watch your wife sleep while
the machine chimes and beeps,
remembering the intern’s question.
Of course, there were moments
that gobbled your bravery to a morsel:
the emergency room visits;
Lupus nearly taking her out.
And isn't she the courageous one—
how she welcomes each day, even those
where grief is the overcast sky,
those moments when the only light
is her heroic heart blazing
these dark streets winding beyond
the mysterious and unknown?
Into
the Light
You're a floor below me,
healing
in your room. Both of us
sore
from the divine puppetry of
science—
God pulling the surgeon's
strings,
sliding the kidney from inside me,
routing it to its new body in
Connecticut.
And wasn't He present in the
hands' deft dance
and how hope lit the operating
room like a stage?
Your new kidney ready for its
debut inside you,
having traveled, in a freight of
prayers, 17 hours
from Minneapolis to DC.
Didn't our road here
seem even longer—
not being a direct match,
the hiccup in lab results,
us hurling our names
into an Exchange pool
deep with uncertainty?
And here we are—in our beds,
an elevator ride from each other,
this moment
like the 90-degree day beyond our
windows,
the cloudless sky, shadows
receding
in the sunlight.
DL: Where can folks learn more about you and your poetry?
AK: They can find out more here:
- https://alanwking.com/
- https://www.facebook.com/AWKing020881
- Instagram.com/awking020881
- Twitter.com/aking020881
Book buy links:
- Point Blank: https://www.amazon.com/Point-Blank-Poems-Alan-King/dp/0997797223
- DRIFT (Paperback): https://www.spdbooks.org/Products/9780985287702/drift.aspx
- DRIFT (audiobook): https://www.audible.com/pd/Drift-Audiobook/B07Y3X875Y
- Here's a link to my poetry performances: http://bit.ly/CSMReading
DL: It’s been
a pleasure having you here with us today. I know my readers will enjoy reading
your poetry.
AK: Thanks
for the opportunity!
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