Learning to Translate the Code of You: A Pantoum by Prosper Ifeanyi
In a tale about yearning, my beloved is a bright abyss
Learning to Translate the Code of You: A Pantoum
All the ways we have rippled into a song. All the ways everything sings & wears us inside out Like the unhidden marrow of the sun’s tentacles. I gave up my light, & there was no lonelier way to say it. All the ways everything sings & wears us inside out: White-washed exoskeleton, grim-paled leaf, moon-screened Skin, giving up light— there was no lonelier way to say it. In a tale about yearning, my beloved is a bright abyss, An exoskeleton, a grim-paled leaf, a moon-screened skin. Here, only I can elegize the photographs of youth we may never have. In a tale about yearning, we long to touch the bright abyss But that, too, is something the body cannot unfunerate. I elegize the photographs of youth, that I may never have To leave your side. I am with you in ableness & cancer. I know there are things the body cannot just unfunerate, But trust me I am learning, learning to translate this code of you.
First published in Muzzle Magazine, Issue 36, Spring 2025.





So sad and beautiful.