Poetry

Poetry |

“The Plum The Plum” & “The Cup”

“She held (very carefully) a plum in her memory. She held it  / in her mind in her hand. She carried the plum and its pit its / impermanence and stroked the cleft / of its breast …”

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“Living Room” and “Art”

“With brave reserve, the painter regards a floor lamp, a plum, / and a pool stick and reacts. The painting comes out in // flamboyant, fearful drag.”

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“Crystallography” and “In The Garden”

“You end up in a cute little town / that ends up having its water poisoned. / Fish are the first to betray the intruder. / Mercury rising. Octacarbon will follow your cattle / to their quick peace …”

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“Fugitive”

“How we touched tongues once / during a sleepover. How your parents // encouraged us to shower together to save water.”

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“Great Egret”

“I’m returned to the old story / of the swan maiden — // that bird-girl, wife, mother, / then bird again when she reclaimed / her feathered cloak …”

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from the “Monpeyroux Sonnets”

“A rainy Monday, everything is shut. / It could be late October; it’s mid-May. / Lights on at noon, outside, rain drums on gray / paving stones, drainpipes, voices.”