Tideline by Miriam Sagan

Just up at https://formerpeople.wordpress.com/2017/02/12/a-poem-2/

tideline
of the day’s
detritus—sea urchin
skate egg sac, glassie
plastic bottle, red seagull
it was no
hurricane
that hung everything
from the ceiling
of the house
lawn chair, garlic braid,
the crumpled volumes
of calendars,
heft of pollen, butterfly wing
this was the inversion
of dream
like fog
over an insignificant
industrial city
like thinking you see a message
written in the rainy street
by the traffic light
hoping—right or not—
that god’s hand will spare us.

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well (https://miriamswell.wordpress.com). The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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