There
is not even fog.
Not even that fast, delirious route
into the void. Barely shadow.
Hardly
even mist.
But
together we stare into the tiny
clustered flowers of the ceanothus,
made elaborate in honey-
scented
blue
and
the moment is shaken
from daylight
as surely as if a knife had cut it
from
a tree
and with it
we are falling, slowly,
into
a soft
muss
of silver leaves.
Sarah
Maclay's second chapbook, Shadow of Light, was published by
The Inevitable Press in 1999. Her poems have recently appeared
or will appear in ZYZZYVA, Solo, Poetry International, Cider
Press Review, Spillway, Blue Satellite, 51%, The Yalobusha Review
and other journals. She has been a Poet-In-Residence at Beyond
Baroque, taught Poetry-In-the-Schools in South Central Los Angeles,
and currently teaches at the Fashion Institute. Her first chapbook,
Weeding the Duchess, was published by Black Stone Press. She
was born in Montana, is a graduate of Oberlin College and is
currently an MFA candidate at Vermont College.
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