James Norcliffe
Blue

James Norcliffe - Blue

Poetry
James Norcliffe is a NZ poet, editor and writer of novels for young people (mainly fantasy) including the award-winning The Loblolly Boy. He has published eight collections of poetry, most recently… Read more »
Carolyn Williams-Noren
Evening, End of Summer

Carolyn Williams-Noren - Evening, End of Summer

Poetry
Carolyn Williams-Noren is a 2014 winner of a McKnight Artist Fellowship, selected by Nikky Finney. She has recent poems in Gigantic Sequins and Bluestem and forthcoming in Sugar House Review and… Read more »
Suzanne Simmons
Hospice

Suzanne Simmons - Hospice

Poetry
Suzanne Simmons is a poet and essayist who lives in the lakes region of New Hampshire. She holds an MFA in Poetry from New England College. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Calyx, The New… Read more »
Michael Trocchia
How to Make a Thing to Believe in

Michael Trocchia - How to Make a Thing to Believe in

Poetry
Michael Trocchia is the author of The Fatherlands(MPP 2014) and the forthcoming collection of poems Unfounded (FutureCycle 2015). His poems and prose have appeared in journals such as Asheville Poetry… Read more »
Evan Beaty
Jurisprudence

Evan Beaty - Jurisprudence

Poetry
Evan Beaty lives in San Antonio, Texas. Read more »
Marjorie Stelmach
The Stylite Prays for Visions

Marjorie Stelmach - The Stylite Prays for Visions

Poetry
Marjorie Stelmach’s most recent book of poems is Without Angels (Mayapple, 2014). Earlier volumes include Bent upon Light and A History of Disappearance (University of Tampa Press) and Night… Read more »

Blue

James Norcliffe

I should have had my suspicions
when I accidentally discovered that
she worked at the National Poisons Centre.
Perhaps, too, I should have been warned

by the scent of almonds, the scent
emanating, I presumed, from her clouds
of golden hair which, like Porphyria’s, fell
about her lovely shoulders
in such sweet chords and shrouds.

Above all I should have recognised her eyes,
so blue, so deep and blue, like fluted phials.
But I did not. How could I be so disposed
when her lips were half opened
and her eyes half closed?
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