Cloud Translation
“And where that cloud ends and other clouds begin / is open to discussion, and that conversation / is ongoing and unending”
“And where that cloud ends and other clouds begin / is open to discussion, and that conversation / is ongoing and unending”
“It’s an eyeless ocean, cold / and sibilant. It ruins me / to know that there’s an inner / body that I can’t access.”
“I would spend hours editing poems, and then miss submission deadlines—on purpose. Life had become a bumper car ride over the preceding years, and at that point in time, each rejection landed like yet another blow I did not need.”
“—A kind of evil, beauty looks cold in the eye of the ringsaw / —In the river, a strange fish holds itself against the grey water with swift”
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In this Poetry We Admire column, we honor Renee Good by sharing her poetry and other poems pertinent to this moment in time, along with resources and organizations in Minnesota that you can support.
By Hayley Clin
“from sternum to Eden, / curving over ribs to stand / on the small of your back.”
“I lift my dress to reveal an abyss into which the audience begins falling. // I: Holes at the center.”