Triptych [I had a little]

from Public Abstract

I had a little
Intuition left in me

Endured on
Broth I boiled
Off the bones
Of intuition


It’s a dirty
Game to go on
Intuition only

To follow
Intuition like a dog
Across the sluices
And sands

To leave
My slurried
In the sulfur


A juried thing
A ceremony
Bound to do
Its civil duty

To lay the bread
Of intuition
At the feet
Of beauty

Tell you what
This intuition
Assuaged every
One but me

Jane Huffman’s poems have appeared in Poetry, The New Yorker, The Iowa Review, Gulf Coast, The Kenyon Review, and elsewhere, and she was a 2019 recipient of the Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation. Jane is a graduate of the Iowa Writers' Workshop and is Editor-in-Chief of Guesthouse, an online literary journal. Twitter @janechuffman