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Poems from ‘Available Light’ by Maria McManus

from ‘Émigrés’   3.   What is going on in your heart?   Prisoners of war live here   Throw off your gaudy vestments, spring’s best and brightest fig and let me see you naked and then, more naked still —   Put your heart in my hearts cavity. Slip it in.   Bring your worry beads if needs be. It’s not too late to shred all documents of denunciation.   5.   Now we must hunt by ear and put our trust   in gossiping swallows, the hooded crows, the herring gulls,   the wryneck’s potent drum.   7. Between silences take notice of the imago of your stolen self. Sold back but at what price?   10. Collect wishbones, place them in charnel houses, quarter the ground to make sure and certain none are missing – these things bring a plan to grief.   11. The song-birds are drowning, the sea is now a cemetery. The song-birds are drowning, the sea is now a cemetery   14. Life’s comforts are honeycombed and treacherous, and …

‘Tracing Rivers’ and other poems by Ilyana Kuhling

Ambiguous Loss She is a mortician. You see she doesn’t move. No eyes open, only ragged breath. Flushed cheeks. Silence. She has prepared the body nearly a century. Not yet embalmed but ready. The lipstick is a light rose, it makes white face seem ghostly And glasses perch on a nose like mine if lids were to open they still wouldn’t see She is her own mortician. I have come to the funeral every saturday I have said goodbye And kissed her lightly I have watched the process of becoming a corpse almost Fixed Vortex Feeble fingers have collapsed into themselves her fist, like an infant’s lies limp in her lap As if made of marble the grip won’t relax unyielding “What is it that you are holding on to?” I take her thumb try to unfurl the claw, the nails digging into her palm Stigmata she must be searching for some sensation some sting of pain something “Hello” I am watching two blue planets to see if they notice the sound if gravity can …