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Just Like Poor Tom’s Hair

Here’s another poem from a brand new journal that I mentioned last month called Mrs. Maybe.  This poem is one of my favorites. It’s by co-editor  Jared Stanley.

Just Like Poor Tom’s Hair

Arcadia,
you have a moon
that you are made of,

moon grey
and copse-color,
a far gauze,
       
                lunaire, lunaire,
motley with skin gleams,
mere in its shitfulness

like Poor Tom’s hair,
a bric-a-brac attempt,
a glint,

to hid or rest
in undergrowth.

White flag or heal-all,
you send me
kisses made of no

because I’m made of money
and don’t care what the night is for
in the capacious branch shadows.

A figured owl in the teeth
of mama nature’s last laugh.

Moon,
you can’t win.
You’re wallpaper,
a head on the ramparts,
or a compass of hinges
in a city’s sky.

Free, free, free;
we are made of fire
and you are
made of cheese.

by Jared Stanley

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"Angry Hair" by Pearl, age 3.5

Mrs. Maybe enthusiasts can check out their new blog here.

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Filed under: Poetry

2 Responses - Comments are closed.

  1. poetpete says:

    I have been here a couple of times, and I’m always quite impressed. Not sure if you have heard or have any interest, but there is a poetry contest that has a top prize of $10,000 and other prizes. Just click my name for the site. Whatever you do, just keep writing…

  2. SarahJ says:

    really dig that poem. thanks.

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