Anemone

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  • Published 20231107
  • ISBN: 978-1-922212-89-4
  • Extent: 207pp
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Lady, in this heavy light 

you show tender: waving your insides 

outside, buffeted by the sea’s 

old heave ho. Nobody calls out medusa

but there’s a distinct resemblance 

about the tentacles. The currents drag 

in silver mercies. Your face flares 

and ripples. Look, it was 

never meant to be easy: day after day 

fronting the ocean. We’ve all been 

fettered and must learn: this grasping. 

That letting go. 

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