3/29/2021 Poetry by T. Clear Alexandre Dulaunoy CC Our Lady of Flotsam O she who keeps watch over the rubbished, the odd shoe, the cracked crockery flung in rage, the zipper pull, chunks of airborne, waveborne styrofoam. Vigilant mother-of-pearl, of cockle & scallop. All ruin, all glorious sand-glinted treasure is welcomed into her o-holy-arms. Tides strew a briny indulgence at her feet. She makes incarnate the shred, the bit, the fragment. Grants goodness to the twist-top, the peach pit, the tangled line. Gull beaks beseech her name, crab hulls praise the stones which tumble upon her strand: forever and ever an ocean of discard. T. Clear is one of the founders of Floating Bridge Press and Easy Speak Seattle. She has been writing and publishing since the late 1970’s, and her work has appeared in many magazines and anthologies, including Poetry Northwest, Sheila-na-Gig Online, The Rise-Up Review, Red Earth Review, Terrain.org, The Moth and Common Ground Review. She is an Associate Editor at Bracken Magazine, and her work has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and Independent Best American Poetry Award. Comments are closed.
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