Arsenic Lobster poetry journal
Issue Fifteen
Winter 2007
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Inversion
Laura Hirneisen

Birds and fish still feed
where poison berries mark
juniper trees underwater.
Windows glaze west,
sprouts drowned by seas.
Reassurance spells correctly,
dirt youíve packed in pots
for when an astrolabe calls
left in sun, watered by hand.
Unsaid words matter not.
What isnít spoken, printed,
you should remember now,
unscrew stiff lids as before.
Summer crated and shipped,
yellow bloomed
from the tin you kept,
tobacco or not in wordlessness.
Gulf Coastís New Year begun,
sunflower seeds for your mother.

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