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Weekly poems, selected by the editors. Featuring new work as well as poems from our rich archives.

LUTHER HUGHES
Death of a Moth

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You know the story before I tell it

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How do I comprise you
and you and you

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This is not the realm of will or desire. To translate silence is to attempt music without human ear or throat.

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so many ways of talking about the body’s grace

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as though death is a bedroom you’re swept into / by a passion so strong you don’t care what thread / and buttons you scatter behind

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I wonder if they’d carry / the sadness of a man like me.

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I felt most myself by the river.

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My power, my only power
was fear.

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And all at once, the house had twice
as many rooms

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rain is a blessing from god she said
covered in hose water and mud