{"id":1479,"date":"2022-04-14T16:01:47","date_gmt":"2022-04-14T20:01:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/?page_id=1479"},"modified":"2022-04-15T14:48:29","modified_gmt":"2022-04-15T18:48:29","slug":"tyler-dunston-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/tyler-dunston-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Tyler Dunston"},"content":{"rendered":"

Mare Frigoris<\/h2>\n

Originally published in\u00a0Sheila-Na-Gig<\/em><\/h6>\n

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Some mornings I shovel snow<\/p>\n

and watch the pigeons vault<\/p>\n

from the churchtowers<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

bewildered by their power<\/p>\n

flimsy wings rising<\/p>\n

and falling against the gray<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

the window shutters blink<\/p>\n

in amazement at the sudden taking off<\/p>\n

of so many birds<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

scraping against a plane of snow-<\/p>\n

marked sky as they angle<\/p>\n

toward my garbage bin<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

they land among the sleet and gravel<\/p>\n

and tear at the wet bread rolls<\/p>\n

angels from a Hadean earth<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

hatchlings of a moon so close<\/p>\n

their pneumatic bones would glow<\/p>\n

like x-rays in its light<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

8 lines in the Grace Church garden<\/h2>\n

Originally published in\u00a0Nimrod International<\/em><\/h6>\n

 <\/p>\n

How\u2019d the rubble get there<\/p>\n

fragments of stone, grotesque, and edifice<\/p>\n

crumpled in the corner like laundry<\/p>\n

the grass around it greener than anywhere else<\/p>\n

in the courtyard where someone is deciding<\/p>\n

whether to stay in the sunlight a little<\/p>\n

while longer or to go and a pigeon is flying<\/p>\n

from a rain-black magnolia to the rectory<\/p>\n

Tyler Dunston is a poet, painter, and PhD student at the University of Michigan studying literature. He holds an MFA in poetry from Boston University and his poems have appeared in Red Wheelbarrow<\/em>, Nimrod International<\/em>, The Mountain Troubadour<\/em>, and elsewhere.<\/span><\/h5>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Mare Frigoris Originally published in\u00a0Sheila-Na-Gig   Some mornings I shovel snow and watch the pigeons vault from the churchtowers   bewildered by their power flimsy wings rising and falling against the gray   the window shutters blink in amazement at the sudden taking off of so many birds   scraping against a plane of snow- […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2391,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1479"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2391"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1479"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1479\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1498,"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1479\/revisions\/1498"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bu.edu\/236magazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}