littoral
she said we could go to the edge of the sea if we liked
stay in a house of boards
steal the air—which is belting
she said ‘difference is as good as repose’
Blaue Blaue Blaue
You have this, Mother: we are private here in our alcove, fresh-flowered each Friday;
bowed to by devout schoolgirls, albeit perfunctorily
—Albertine Alba’s daughter (private
correspondence)
Blaue! Blaue! Blaue! And blaue your mantle, which is magnificent, and will keep us
from ham
We eat green leaves gathered from the herbarium Tue-Sat, in order to be less
undeserving
I composed something outstanding while I was waiting in the shower for the steam to
clear and the blood to flow less fancily
Machines all over town nudge pound coins into gutters and drains, enriching the rats
who spend, spend, spend in unsecured kitchens—two preening like ladies-in-waiting
on the sugar shelf
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Geraldine Clarkson is a UK poet of Irish heritage. She has published poetry
chapbooks with Shearsman Books and smith|doorstop and her fourth chapbook,
‘Crucifox’, was released by Verve Poetry Press in May 2021.
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