Lake County News, California – American Life in Poetry: Dream in which my body is a snowstorm
Sometimes “dream poems” report strange revelations from our subconscious, and sometimes, as here, the “dream poem” is the poem of wishes and hope, expressing a fantasy of a certain nostalgia.
AD Lauren-Abunassar’s poem, “Dream in which my body is a snowstorm,” imagines a world in which “bad” results are turned upside down by some sort of magical hope; and here we have a lesson in the innocent pleasure of wishing for good by the force of imagining.
Dream in which my body is a snowstorm
By AD Lauren-Abunassar
and don’t make anyone cold. If I fell, I would fall
in state-shaped flakes. One for every place in my body
lingered. One for every little piece of light that I stole
and preserved. No cars without starting. No tangled roads. Neck
become a mountain of drift; foot getting fierce kicking
swirls. The heat wouldn’t melt me. Hands wouldn’t help
undo me. Cover gently. Fantasy not pretend.
Dream in which my body is a snowstorm and the storm says
a goal falling.
American Life in Poetry does not accept unsolicited manuscripts. It is made possible by The Poetry Foundation, publisher of Poésie magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright © 2020 by AD Lauren-Abunassar, “Dream in Which My Body Is a Snow Storm” by Nimrod International Journal, Fall / Winter, 2020. Poem reprinted with permission from the author and publisher. Introduction copyright © 2021 by The Poetry Foundation. The author of the introduction, Kwame Dawes, is the George W. Holmes professor of English and Glenna Luschei editor of Prairie Schooner at the University of Nebraska.