Serial Poetry
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marcellus was a coin
marcellus was a coin taxed from an estate to help pay for claudius’ warson the face of the coin wherewas claudius’ head engravedand on the hind side where marcellus’ worthmarcellus didn’t thinkhis was a peasant’s heartin a skin of soldier’s mail he pulsedin a steel shellin his heart he knew allbut his heart never thought Continue reading
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in her den dark bedchamber nora
in her den dark bedchamber noralast night before the year endedfull bellied and empty bladdered creptin a thin snow of chemise from her bedsideprayers up onto a thin snow of bedsheetwith every sundown begins a winter Continue reading
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made more by the danish coloured tunic he wore
made more by the danish coloured tunic he woreover the linen field of undershirt he’d laboured in a skin of sweat and dust for weeks before out of his rank he reacheda dirt worked hand that had clawed fields fistedknuckled at my slept- in nakedness of clothes unflaggedof pennants of banners of emblems the horrorto… Continue reading
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it’s the time
it’s the timethe last sun of autumn’s descendedand the long nights of winter beginthe cook and the kitchener have goneto their rooms but all the bellies are filledand they’re a night and a season away from hungerthe virgin bear enters her bedchamberand nora goes up to her den Continue reading
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he came to the door of my chamber at elsinore
he came to the door of my chamber at elsinore at the hour in which the legs of chairsand table legs their shadows just begunto appear and i just begun to wake he knocked waited at the door for my feet that all night had warmed themselves under sheets blankets covers under the bedding to… Continue reading
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tell mother father fed me carp
tell mother father fed me carpcarp fished out of the season of snowmeltand out of the season of high water in the elbeand the march and the april of icicle dripand the may and the june of flood werein the carp father fed me i’m sureit was before i remembered that the late winter and… Continue reading
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tell the physician
tell the physicianwho steps back to makeplace for the birthof another wintertell him the birth of the winter’s thaw on the childbed is the birth of thewinter’s freeze on the deathbed Continue reading
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tell her the exit
tell her the exitfrom eden was theentrance into winter Continue reading
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november came
november camecame when the last light of october glimmered to the bottom of the westthen went out fellover the appearance of the edgenovember camefilled the one roomedhusband who sleptthe nights on the bed beside herit filled him with a chill that shivered perimetersfilled him withbrittle as the thinice over puddlesthe bedsheet between themit never meltedit… Continue reading
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grandmother knows
grandmother knowshow the picker of plums becomes the orchardoh when the snowmelt was inside her for yearsand in him for years the melted snow floodedthe creeks in his veinsflooded the swollen streams in his arteriesoh she watched him go by the lane from the villageinto bloom among the plum treesand in the icicles that dripped… Continue reading
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