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HEILIGENSCHEIN
My shadow on the lawn
backlit:
half-moon bright
in its own sky
till
BOOM
a mushroom-blossom-
cloud stares
from beyond/above
our roof
halo-flare snake-blitz
lightning -
tthere! -
closer.
Downpour
in my niight-
shirt drenched in so much
glory.
FORTUNNE TELLER'S LAST EVENING
Shadows are playing nip and tuck
in her crystal ball. When did the morgue
dissolve into a blue pitcher,
the undertaker rise from his cremains
as an ariel? What happened
to all the fears and glorious endeavors
just waiting for her nod? She gazes
till her pulse forgets its age-old sing-
song promises and cautions, bursts
into cadenzas of light, a fortune
she can't begin to tell.
Taylor Graham is a volunteer search-and-rescue dog handler in the Sierra Nevada,
and also helps her husband (a retired wildlife biologist) with his field projects.
Her poems have appeared in America, The Iowa Review, The New York Quarterly, Poetry
International, Southern Humanities Review, and elsewhere, and she’s included in the anthology
California Poetry: From the Gold Rush to the Present (Santa Clara University, 2004). Her latest book,
The Downstairs Dance Floor (Texas Review Press, 2006), is winner of the Robert Phillips Poetry Chapbook Prize.
Email: Taylor Graham
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