Katrinka Moore
from Numa
branch of a cedar, waxwings
nest-build—twigs, grass, fluff—
send down whistles & flickers
of light to the sleeper, who
opens
her eyes. A shadow crosses as
one bird dives snatches a tangle
of shed fur & flies up, zigzagging
between leaves. Touching
nothing.
Numa moves through the forest four-legged but wings
flap close to her temples. Slows beneath river-bottom
pines. Winds her way around sticky trunks.
Clears a circle sweeps away needles digs a fox hole.
(birds she’s eaten crunching
tiny bones spitting out the beak texture
of claws)
Begins by rolling into
an egg-shape, growing
a shell.
Katrinka Moore is the author of Thief (BlazeVOX) and This is Not a Story (Finishing Line Press). Recent poems appear in 5_Trope, Web Del Sol, CLWN WR, Georgetown Review, and Far Out Further Out Out of Sight. The poems from Numa are part of a series about a shape shifting creature.
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from Numa
However you imagine her, asleep
she folds in on herself fawn-like, puma
tail stretched to her chin.
On a high
branch of a cedar, waxwings
nest-build—twigs, grass, fluff—
send down whistles & flickers
of light to the sleeper, who
opens
her eyes. A shadow crosses as
one bird dives snatches a tangle
of shed fur & flies up, zigzagging
between leaves. Touching
nothing.
turns her head to the left / turns
it to the right / lifts chin, glances
up / pivots to see behind / lines
radiate out in / infinite number / arrows’
tips so distant no one knows / no
front down back up / field
of directions leaving south east
west north in the dust
Numa moves through the forest four-legged but wings
flap close to her temples. Slows beneath river-bottom
pines. Winds her way around sticky trunks.
Clears a circle sweeps away needles digs a fox hole.
(birds she’s eaten crunching
tiny bones spitting out the beak texture
of claws)
Begins by rolling into
an egg-shape, growing
a shell.
/ Bird’s head on
a young girl’s
body / feathery
crest, yellow-
tipped / thin fast
legs beneath
gym shorts hop-
ping from one
foot to the
other / a berry
in her hand /
Katrinka Moore is the author of Thief (BlazeVOX) and This is Not a Story (Finishing Line Press). Recent poems appear in 5_Trope, Web Del Sol, CLWN WR, Georgetown Review, and Far Out Further Out Out of Sight. The poems from Numa are part of a series about a shape shifting creature.
1 Comments:
The rhythm and imagery just entranced me. Beautiful and great work!
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