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monkeys consecrated to the moon

Kate Powell '14

in the tops of trees
they peeled long straws
and pushed them needlewise
through the opal jelly
of cyprian wedding night

threaded them up through
fibrous middle heavens
up through loose black nothing
and into the throbbing cilia
of the fearful virgin moon

she shuddered and gushed
between sips they called to her
in their panicky language
come on you gorgeous thing
won't you give us a kiss

Published by: in Issue 1: Fall 2013, Poetry, Volume 70

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