
Before That
“Before wishes they were trees. / Three flat rooted pines under her breath,”
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“Before wishes they were trees. / Three flat rooted pines under her breath,”
“In every dim stroke of lightning I saw the touch / of your hand,”
“The star you watched / each night has burned out”
“It was a long summer, then / a long autumn, without walls.”
“Nevermind the shattered glass / on the front porch.”
By Mia Kang
“Gold / leaf caught the candlelight, / flicker of god.”
“Flashes / of nacre rising from silt; another name / for the buried mother.”
“Beneath / my father’s horror, I saw a kind of joy”
This August, Associate Editor Benjamin Bartu curates a selections of poems around the theme of salt.