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Edgar Kunz reads Richard Siken's poem, “Scheherazade”.


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I'm Edgar Kunz and this is "Scheherazade" by Richard Siken, a strange and perfect love poem.


Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake
                                                         and dress them in warm clothes again.
      How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses running
until they forget that they are horses.  
             It's not like a tree where the roots have to end somewhere, 
       it's more like a song on a policeman's radio, 
                      how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                           to slice into pieces.
Look at the light through the windowpane.  That means it's noon, that means
          we're inconsolable.  
                                         Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.  
These, our bodies, possessed by light.  
                                                            Tell me we'll never get used to it.