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This poem is taken from PN Review 239, Volume 44 Number 3, January - February 2018.

Poems Emily Critchley
Some poems

1.
I’ll do what they suggest, even though the tide
is a particular mess. Still, I think it’s true.
And explaining the thought does at least
offer a somewhat pleasant postponement
of a somewhat non-distinct destiny.



2.
Though I was wrong, so I am not wrong.
To tell you the truth, I am explaining somebody
else’s feeling. Though smuttily. Thunder in my heart,
a quite electrical disturbance. I think it might be true.
And those thoughts fly overhead like geese getting
used to the moonlight. Oh is he here too? She
couldn’t lie
, though there was also something untrue.
But look – I told you!



3.
Joy sparks the day warm and we see you,
fine rain, perhaps without example,
though indeed the blue shadow always resumes
...


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