poetry by Lee Dunn

In you

In you, I have dreamt a glowering cloud bank lowering to feather the fields. Gloving the lava sun that waits to cure the purchased rain. In you.

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Getaway

Dissociative. When I was but a young stranger, my train rolled slowly through an area of wilderness. Muskeg, tilted tamaracks, power towers. And I thought not of my destination, but of wanting to paddle a canoe into that green buzzing haze. And I myself would find the answer.

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Quakers

I know why you couldn’t shave anymoreI used to think that you couldbut needed to be touchedI think, now, that something told you“What’s the use?”and you agreedand your hands and knees agreedand next morningyour shrunken headcould think only of hard rivers of nerves.

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The Owls are not what they seem

I’m wary of owl eyes You have them (Has no one told you?) and a nose not button-cute but commanding All in all bird like but one of prey Formidable is what I think (Unfairly?) I don’t know you I shy away from your art What has made you? Do you love? Do you live? […]

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