Poetry: Shira Dentz

 

A serene fog of moons sprinkled with plums

Shira Dentz

 

Rapt and ready with dynamite for a pocket, lizard skin.
I can’t imagine being one of those spiritualists
walking mum among the clover, chewing cud from tomato jewels,
confetti blown for a new year.

March to the wind turning leaves into olive coins,
tea leaves to psychics in which they read what?
Loose stars in our paths,
night sky rattling with or without crickets.

 
 

Shira-DentzShira Dentz is the author of five books including “Sisyphusina” (PANK, 2020) and two chapbooks. Her writing appears in many venues including Poetry, American Poetry Review, Academy of American Poets’ Poem-a-Day Series, and NPR. A recipient of awards including an Academy of American Poets’ Prize, Poetry Society of America’s Lyric Poem Award, and Poetry Society of America’s Cecil Hemley Memorial Award, she serves as Special Features Editor at Tarpaulin Sky and teaches in upstate NY.