“Sundowner” and other poems by Clare McCotter

“Sundowner” and other poems by Clare McCotter

The House The regularly-occurring representation of the human form as a whole is that of the house ~ Sigmund Freud This is my house my place my home first one I ever owned leave now you dirty scum she screams at auxiliaries gripping wrists and raging elbows washing face and neck and shoulders. This is [...]

‘The Day Of The Angel” and other poems by Clare McCotter

‘The Day Of The Angel” and other poems by Clare McCotter

Goose in memory of Anna McAllister Walking evenings stretched out into a prairie of stars it seemed crimson and gold would not rise through bark and bole and the goose following celestial cues in the music of the spheres would never leave the soft bed you spun for her compassed by a newly hatched sun. [...]

“St Christina’s Gut” and other poems (series) by Clare McCotter

Saint Teresa’s Heart   Claiming it a charism too diamond for the dark they hung her heart out to dry in a glass globe. Scraped and chafed with a life story the walls of its chambers reverberate still. A girl calling out to another, scratches gold swallows and nival lilies on woodwork none can unravel. [...]

“Disarticulation” and other poems by Clare McCotter

Selfie With Thelma after Thelma and Louise   In the Southwest desert shedding turquoise on an old man’s palm she trades time for a beat up Stetson hat. Only a day or two since she posed with rose red lips black sun glasses and Audrey Hepburn headscarf marking the start of their journey with the [...]