The Cresset, Trinity 2012 (Vol LXXV, No. 5, p. 55)
Forget the Moon
Martin Cockroft (bio)
on the floors
of warm houses, the hours
that sweep
against our windows
like rainwater.
Forget
this too will pass, sun-
tart morning
come. For now
cicadas thrum, dark
planets, indifferent
to your shoulder’s white.



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