While she paints the trio
the glacier moves from left to right
I touch what might be
midnight in auburn
Deborah, Hess, Hayes
our comfort in
gravel, limbs
moving with
but never through
stained air, misplaced lake
shoreline of ash
then talk of daughters
Shovel Creek
a fire named for water
next year we’ll come
for morels in permafrost
the glacier moves from left to right
I touch what might be
midnight in auburn
Deborah, Hess, Hayes
our comfort in
gravel, limbs
moving with
but never through
stained air, misplaced lake
shoreline of ash
then talk of daughters
Shovel Creek
a fire named for water
next year we’ll come
for morels in permafrost
Alexandra Kamerling holds an MFA in poetry from Brooklyn College.
Originally from Fairbanks, Alaska, she now lives and teaches in Brooklyn.
Originally from Fairbanks, Alaska, she now lives and teaches in Brooklyn.
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