This poem is taken from PN Review 282, Volume 51 Number 4, March - April 2025.
Three Poems from Sh@nty
Latitude and Longitude
Φ
Ask any mariner:
Latitude is the simple one.
It speaks of laissez-faire;
of ease; the faerie’s claim
to girdle the earth
with otherworldly speed.
We need only an astrolabe
to take the stars
and tell how far
we are from fat equator,
middling tropics,
polar wedding rings,
showing us our places
in the north and south
of things.
...
Φ
Ask any mariner:
Latitude is the simple one.
It speaks of laissez-faire;
of ease; the faerie’s claim
to girdle the earth
with otherworldly speed.
We need only an astrolabe
to take the stars
and tell how far
we are from fat equator,
middling tropics,
polar wedding rings,
showing us our places
in the north and south
of things.
...
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