“Cape May” by Marilyn McCabe

Tall grass wheat or white wanders down a grade cleft
to divide to lose to rock the sand sea kelp tangle urchin
flesh Brave son of wind and wire we are
lust and foolish All wave weave Barely blue
sky admires our bigness wind our capacity
individually for quiet We are capable of touch and tender
bleeding Hides and is revealed tonight the clouds
race a breeze of stars between their lacing arms falling falling

Marilyn McCabe’s book of poems, Perpetual Motion, was published as the Hilary Tham Capitol Collection prize winner by The Word Works in 2012. Her poem, “On Hearing the Call to Prayer Over the Marcellus Shale on Easter Morning,” won A Room of Her Own Foundation’s Orlando Prize and was published in the Los Angeles Review. Her work has appeared in a variety of literary magazines, including Nimrod, Valparaiso Review, translations and songs on Numero Cinq, and a videopoem on The Continental Review and MovingPoems.com.

Image: “Black Starlight” by ©Chuck Miller

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