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an intarsia



Divas manifold
sharing little, endure because of language

                    [à]

Done, carried out [boat-dust], [wind machine]

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Raising applause from our dead

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Grown cypress behind
rainfall degrees hotter on that planet

                    [à]

You destroy [long ago]

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The great national audience

                    [à]

Pastoral, edict, preposition
terre à terre

                    [à]

Section B, Row 45

                    [à]

Larks having been shaped topographically [banned]

                    [à]

Odd hours of a night
you laugh, clapping, but don’t know why

                    [à]

Milk on betel leaf

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Costume outline [muddy, offstage]

                    [à]

[Diaphanous] raising bells, “distant-you”
chime across

                    [à]

Eucalyptus to behold us
                                                     
                    [à]

Cursing [“xa xa xa lắm”]


Sophia Terazawa is the author of Anon and Winter Phoenix, both with Deep Vellum, along with the chapbooks I AM NOT A WAR (Essay Press) and Correspondent Medley (Factory Hollow Press), winner of the 2018 Tomaž Šalamun Prize. She teaches poetry at Virginia Tech. Her favorite color is purple.