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Three Poems
by Sheila E. Murphy

Tenacity

Afternoon occurs in multiples within
A lifetime. Slurs are best left
Baked on time. The servitude
Of daily life affords no recent winter.

Recent winter staves off tried largesse.
It’s warm again. The snow is light.
Jackets come within view
Of the patched light after pruning.

Broken shadow parses leverage.
It is a soon spun world open
To patterning. A slower
Magic now. The lean tones

Give of selves we have not known
Or counted. All the integers
Have been browned beneath
The clouds of sea and broad ideas.



Pints of Necks in Chambers

No flow of ink accompanies
So well the lieder I am
Chanting unless
You and your burnished silk

Unlace you and your
Amity toward me I’m only
Moderato in my generation
And in general I stake out

Lines of code before
They’re wet again and posses
All around me have been looking
For and through the din

And chance amendments
Siphoned from the core
Of altar cloth like
Clockwork anymore

Contributory Statutes Waning

Bluelined bird thread splays the pine tones
Hitched to thatched sparse overtime’s imperial
Redress the mention
On condition of relapse as such
Restraint at having fairly glowed
The menace shelfly as
A stand rims cool

Maligned worth ceases speech
A divination clusters its way safely
Through chance light’s
Fidelity as triumph waits
To formulate momentum
Factors seen to magnify
A calculated speech