Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Tuesday poem #347 : Lucy Dawkins : FALLING STAR

A falling star is a raging, fatal assailant.

It is a flailing griffin,
tilting its nails.
Its gallant snarl is lifting air.
Its tail is rattling rain.

A falling star is astral graffiti
in glaring satins.
Its altar is in transit.
I sit in its glinting flint.

(‘Falling Star’ is a beau présent lipogram that uses only the
letters of its title.)

Lucy Dawkins is a British-American model and poetess. Her first collection, Stars Are Falling is forthcoming from Penteract Press in March 2020. She occasionally tweets poetry @lucykdawkins.

The Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

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