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Night Opens to the Storm

Written by: Judith Skillman | Biography
 Poem by Anne-Marie Derése, translated by Judith Skillman.
Night opens to the storm, a mauve coupling, swollen.
The sky, laden like a merchant ship, throws off its anchor.
Danger, heavier each instant, exudes the mugginess of a greenhouse.
Shimmering like mercury The Valley of the Seven Muses breathes mist through its gray nostrils.
The valley of has rejoined the night, two humid females the storm penetrates.
And I, standing here in the anxious wind, I wait for the tearing apart.



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