You know your husband is a good friend of mine, says the blues poet Two doves sit in top branches that have died while below is leafed. They do not call their coo-coo just face south toward New Mexico toward the river that divides north from south. Arms of the sculpture Tango fold around one another embrace the hollow between chest and breast where breathing takes place for the dance no feet on the ground but on a pedestal at the end of a stone path through an arbor through dark purple iris through tiger lilies two ends of a spectrum hard to paint next to each other on a canvas. The birds have not left, another joins them to sing below in the leaves to drift through the night be jostled by wind feel the last rays of sun drifting down be the first to see the moon rising full clouds purpling above the Rockies as the stains of a robust blend of red wine on a marble counter of grey-blue. Kyle Laws Kyle Laws is based out of the Arts Alliance Studios Community in Pueblo, CO where she directs Line/Circle: Women Poets in Performance. Her collections include Ride the Pink Horse (Stubborn Mule Press, 2019), Faces of Fishing Creek (Middle Creek Publishing, 2018), This Town: Poems of Correspondence with Jared Smith (Liquid Light Press, 2017), So Bright to Blind (Five Oaks Press, 2015), and Wildwood (Lummox Press, 2014). With eight nominations for a Pushcart Prize, her poems and essays have appeared in magazines and anthologies in the U.S., U.K., Canada, and Germany. She is the editor and publisher of Casa de Cinco Hermanas Press.
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