Itineraries
I.
an
affirmation originating in starlight
and
sometimes staying all night
the
here and now from the then and there—
unified,
more or less, or flying
away
in the wind, a structure of time
situated
in a puzzle of monumental changes
II.
metallic
city weather, halos on the pavement;
the
simple remorse of torrential rain cresting
identity
adds up the losses merging into
the
long blue hum of a highway dawn
a
deserted pasture in morning light, a quiet breeze
suggesting
anything, even freedom, might be possible
Glorioso
The
false edges of sympathy frequently ask questions and map the scene of the
accident. The old painter’s still life obscures the angels in the background
like kewpie dolls, ripe for the kissing.
Faith
is glossy and durable and spins both ways on a moment’s notice. If you ride a
palomino into the wilderness, you might mix champagne with moonlight and drink
golden tears.
No
matter how many times wrought iron circles offer sanctuary, only anomalies of
form and spirit will be protected.
Resist
the urge to gaze into glistening water. The glass slipper in the wishing well
is seldom the answer to unanswered prayers.
Christina
Murphy’s poetry is an exploration of consciousness as subjective experience,
and her poems appear in a wide range of journals and anthologies, including, in
PANK, La Fovea, Dali’s Lovechild, and Hermeneutic Chaos Literary Journal, and
in the anthologies Let the Sea Find its Edges and Remaking Moby-Dick. Her work
has been nominated multiple times for the Pushcart Prize and for the Best of
the Net Anthology.
