Something Triumphal and Everlasting
Like the sweeping melody
of “Hark! the Herald Angels Sing”
but times eleventy million.
Or like when we saw Nirvana
play the 40 Watt
in that transfiguring fall of 1991.
Remember?
After ending their set with “Aneurysm,”
totally hammered,
they destroyed their gear
amid a chaos of distortion
that felt, in the moment,
never-ending and inescapable.
Todd Copeland’s poems have appeared in The Journal, High Plains Literary Review, Southern Poetry Review, The Wallace Stevens Journal, Valparaiso Poetry Review, Sewanee Theological Review, The Antigonish Review, and Columbia Poetry Review, among other publications. He lives in Waco, Texas.