Salomé in the mirror I find myself calling for your head on a brass platter from Bernese the kind I can make into a table I smile I smile manic delighted There will be no church or mosaic shrine on the spot where this happens I smile I smile manic … Continue reading Two poems by Kate Noakes
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Three poems by Kate Noakes
Fête de la musique A capella on the metro Maria hesi- tates into song, her voice broken; she eases her throat open till the notes come clean and clear as wind over ice-fields; she melts ipods, floods the carriage with pure sound, drowns station announcers, and overwhelms the under-breath hymns of my neighbour. I … Continue reading Three poems by Kate Noakes
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