Spoons in the Garden

Caroline Brooke Morrell

Yellow clouds lean into the coalfish. It’s midnight and the world moves alone in her daughter. I remember breath brushing up against the hours. It was my own breath and I let it touch me while you spoke. When I wake up before winter you cannot know. Trying to keep the robins on the table. Late showing, slow growth.

Caroline Brooke Morrell is the author of the chapbook Whispery her eye the flight (dancing girl press). Her poems have appeared in a number of journals, including Black Clock, Cold Mountain Review, Conjunctions, Connecticut Review, Court Green, Fence, Spinning Jenny, The Pinch, and Versal.

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