42opus
is an online magazine of the literary arts.
5 October 2006 | Vol. 6, No. 3
In the Year of the Etruscans
In the Year of the Etruscans
We moved to a saltbox
Sinking in a salt marsh.
Water black as grape must
Mirrored brackish lies.
Clouds, cranes, hay repeated themselves darkly.
My water-self opened our water-door
With a water-key, stepped across
The rippled threshold.
I loved him like salt.
His low-slung madras, clashing shirt,
Neck strung with poison berries.
The sea was somewhere else. Summer somewhere else.
We hived an almond tub,
One romantic, deadly fish.
About the author:
Claudia Burbank is the recipient of a fellowship from the state of New Jersey as well as a Pushcart Prize nomination. Her work appears or is forthcoming in Prairie Schooner, Southern Poetry Review, New York Quarterly, and Borderlands.
Source:
http://42opus.com/v6n3/intheyearoftheetruscans
