South Fork Poetry: ‘No Hands’

By Carol Muske-Dukes

He rode “no hands,” speeding
headlong down the hill near
our house, his arms extended,
held rigid away from his body,
our small daughter behind him
on the bike in her yellow sunsuit,
bareheaded. She held on to him
for her life. I watched them from
above — helpless. A failed brake.
Far below us, a stop-sign rose
like a child’s toy shield. He could
not stop. He would not. That hunger
for display overrode danger, illusions
of safety. Even death had less to do
with it than the will’s eventual triumph
over stasis: how he’d finally fly free
and how she might accompany him,
as an audience travels with a performer,
an object of regard. Downward, fast — 
so what cannot stop holds on, holds on
to a mind flying away from itself, seeking
release from the soul speeding away, yet
staying close as breath, even at this distance.

From “Blue Rose” by Carol Muske-Dukes, published by Penguin Books, an imprint of Penguin Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Random House LLC. Copyright 2018 by Carol Muske-Dukes. Ms. Muske-Dukes, who had a house in Springs for many years, will read from her new collection at McNally Jackson Books in Manhattan on May 2, and at N.Y.U.’s Lillian Vernon House on May 3, both at 7 p.m.

The cover of "Blue Rose," Carol Muske-Dukes's ninth book of poems, features a painting by April Gornik of North Haven.