Treasure Island

Christina Pugh

Poems of Christina Pugh

1. I and Thou 3/19/2012
2. Inflection 3/19/2012
3. Rotary 1/13/2003
4. Rue Family 3/19/2012
5. Twenty-Third 3/19/2012


They are white planets in a galaxy, these wheels
of cheese—before the fungi knobble the skin, cobble
some resistance in the rind. Deep in the cool
caves of Auvergne, a nun sets the circles on shelves
so their surfaces will stain, sheen, stipple,
shade … while above her, a Latin chant
folds many women in one voice. If glass
were music, could it sound like this?
How can we call those words

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