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  • New State
  • Christine Gosnay (bio)

When I am in a strange place,the pain of our separation is conceptual.I sit and play at guessinghow far away the thunderhead,the dozing swayback horse.The land is frocked in its pinkery.I sit and rake three-finger broomsthrough four-thick filipendula.An alpine flower presses its noseto the shadows on my skin.Between altitude and elevationthe sky is one dish on a lazy Susanwith a chip in the shape of a moon.It feels ethical to imagine you here,a mandate from the poplar,who is pushing her færie fluff.The bed in the cabin is a little lozenge.The hotwhite flurries strike the pane.Quiet things happen in my black cotton dress.In the virtuous mind,secret eroticisms bask on their stones.Yesterday the Snake River passed mea dozen times more than the hours I drove.Only once I stopped, for huckleberry ice,my tongue's unending want. [End Page 116]

Christine Gosnay

CHRISTINE GOSNAY's first book, Even Years, published by Kent State University Press in 2017, won the Stan and Tom Wick Poetry Prize. Her chapbook The Wanderer is the 2019 title in Beloit Poetry Journal's Chad Walsh Chapbook Series, and her poetry has appeared recently in Poetry, Image Journal, and Bennington Review. She studies classics at the University of Maryland.

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