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| Joseph Massey [Manor House Quarterly] |
from
Joseph Massey’s Areas of Fog:
Property
Line [excerpts]
Honeysuckle
scent
like
an
open vowel
wrung
out
in
the rain’s
gloss-
olalia.
*
Wing-slur
—
half
a humming-
bird’s
body
swallowed
by
one
of the few
fuchsias
left.
Arcata
Marsh
Mudscape
— tide’s out —
out
as far as fog gives sight.
Periphery-flecked,
orange-white
lichen
latched to limbs
I
thought were your
fingers
—
your
face turned
back
by wind.
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