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Three Poems
Kimberly Lyons
Envy
Pale green form
smokestacks you see them from the car
pines are like clerics
in this scene
the scarf is negative and orange
lights
the road even in January
sweet pearls of ice
I wonder why these caravans
pass us by
loaded with
corn, guns.
The word spectre
on the marquee
in a small town
a square red town in the night
where children go
in blue robes
the sweet, chilly dead
perfectly photographed
edge
makes black flowers look at us.
Jeweled Fifties Bee
First you had the audacity
oh bird
bringing
some kind of
Braque broken
on book
with cup and saucer
and fried egg
boxing. A bee may
stutter and columns
abbreviate.
Light in to lamps,
cup around coffee
a hand distills
the petal the
stem threw away.
The Hidden Staircase
Raw or dressed, behind
dark glasses
Male
ceremonials
Clothing and bookbinding
To prevent straying
Collect in a hive and lymph nodes
Oh, small old world falcon
Take the horse nearest the door
Form high magnetic compounds
The American movie picture industry.
Sea cucumber in crystal bonds.
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