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Cover: ‘You Must Believe The Center Will Hold’ by Lauri Burke
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Into the Wild Unusual Dawn
In this vicious day of extremity, the sun arrives like a black dog worrying fire in its teeth.
The Change
A coin flash melted into a pocket. A stain surprised a shirt sleeve.
A bird split a broad, bright sky. A cloud placed its hand over the sun. A drop of rain broke its heart on a sidewalk.
The planet shifted, exhausted, on its axis. Suddenly, nothing was the same.
And I alone was watching as the change occurred.
NGC 6302
There’s a cold light blazing in a dying star. A small room within a larger house, where all of her sisters were made. Their dresses blend to a deep brocade, loomed in space, blackness. Each nebula tells a story, remembered in ash and broken chemicals, lit with colors, nameless, ageless. Forged in explosions, contained in light years, trailing time like a burning veil.
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NEOWISE
In last night’s wandering hours, with the transient moon loose in another hemisphere,
you broke in the Northwest. A fire stick dodging the Big Dipper.
You fought your way to somewhere else, at the whim of some planet or sun. It’s six thousand years
before you’re here again. Of course, we’re all dead by then. I hope an ancestor will watch your ball of ice
shoot the deep darkness, and understand, finally, the millennia in your devil tail dress.
Sweetless Venus
Her house is on fire.
It’s a trick of fate that she’s volcanic. Her surface heat could be a forge. Of course, she’s reflective, so nothing truly gets to her. It takes forever for her to turn, to notice you. Not that she’s forgotten, but the days it takes to register are not time she can spare.
It’s her bad marriage all over again.
Mother After Sappho
Stars around the beautiful moon shaft their rays into the atmosphere. Where you stand, their astral dust seeps in, sent from that lunar mother. It’s the debris of reproach. To take you to task for the time you’ve wasted, to inflict memory as pain, as punishment. To teach. To correct destruction. Even to learn.
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Carolyn Adams © 2021
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