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Poem of the Day: Charmi Keranen

 

LATE CRETACEOUS

 

1.

Say the hummingbird’s a home wrecker

Spider-cropped or furious

How else to account for

The missing orbs

The white fields of porches

Heather filling the salvage yard

 

2.

My landlord is dying

The man in love with the idea
of being loved

Is building an igloo

Sewing morning glory into the seams

Such timing!

 

3.

The City of God segues into
The half-life of urban decay

100,000 years out from the homeland

We’re still dreaming

Of a mother tongue or a passport

Something personal

To touch against our skin

 

—from Charmi Keranen’s The Afterlife is a Dry County, Big Wonderful Press, LLC (2011)

 

 

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