Dailies 10/25/16: household fires, hope’s wild peregrinations, & trying to carry on after a mother’s death




Household Fires – Jenny Drai 

First we burn the formal dresses, then a

boa of pale white feathers

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Imperatives for Carrying On in the Aftermath – Natasha Tretheway 

Do not hang your head or clench your fists
when even your friend, after hearing the story,
says: My mother would never put up with that.

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Wild Peregrinations – Emma Neale

From the lookout point
of sleep’s edge
the years spread back
with all the pinprick fires and dark clutches
of an old, uneasy settlement.

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