Academic journal article Pennsylvania Literary Journal

A Brief History of Shadows, a Natural History of the Night Before

Academic journal article Pennsylvania Literary Journal

A Brief History of Shadows, a Natural History of the Night Before

Article excerpt

Were the shadows

in the snowfields lavender

as Pushkin pushed off in ermine,

la-la-ing his love poems alone?

Can you view through the skyline

Ansel Adams and Pollux?

Oh, stop. It was Lawrence.

Oh no, it was nightshift.

Manhattan's entirely upside

down in a dew drop,

sticking tail cock sofdy

to corolla plumbago.

A shadow has a Saturn sense

of humor, slavering plangent

for the noose in your purse.

The violins that play

in the welt of dead Carthage,

the overnight oat fields

you spilt-all spelt in the velvet

deeps of a cicada car seat.

Shadows are filigree brushdance

below Zen zero snowdrops.

Subdy spiced with Arabian

midnight tulip in sherbet, Dido,

kohl delicate, lowered

under Côte Demure

landscapes of Lamia lashes

the memory lid. …

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