Cathryn Hankla Biography

Blinded by a chance at permanence,
via satellite I watch a sliver
of Alaskan sun,
wishing darkness could bloom.
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Painted arrows far below the tenth floor
Point right across the bridges.
Outside Mother's hos­pi­tal win­dow
A bliz­zard blots the soc­cer fields.
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With no adorn­ment allowed
In surgery, I'm wear­ing two watches.
The first watch is Mother's on a plain leather band.
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Out of dusky silence and staggering
Time, from a swollen afternoon
Of elevated leg and painkillers,
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The moon comes up like an almond
And down like an orange.
It wasn't the moon, but the mountain.
The moonfish has a face that ends
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