Poems
by Francis Masat
Quakes
and Wrecks
"A sloop of amber slips away
Upon an ether sea,
And wrecks in peace a purple tar
The son of ecstasy."
- Emily
Dickinson
And to rejoin
in kind we must:
Two lips of
coral lie once more
Beneath a seaside
mound,
Where quakes abating caused the gods
To sigh a dying sound.
Cosi
What god knew
to take her speech?
She never said
"I love you." Not once.
She always used
her eyes.
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