Two Poems

 

Elizeya Quate

 

 

 

 

You

 

 

It has

taken

me long

enough

to recog-

nize that

you’re

the state

I’m al-

ways in

after wine

has turn-

ed my

lips the

milky co-

balt blue

of this and

every even-

ing’s lone-

liness.

 

 

 

 

Flying

 

 

Across

the sky

I’m think-

ing how

the air

is not

really

emp-

ty at

all, in-

stead

the air

is full,

full of

tiny

hands

we can-

not see.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Elizeya Quate writes words again and again in several popular versions of California.  Quate’s first book, The Face of Our Town (Kernpunkt Press, 2016), is now available in print from the publisher and Amazon.  For extensive deets, see: ElizeyaQuate.com/about.html.

 

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