washingin spite of all the damage I've doneto the peaceful nightwith my feet on the wooden boardwalki hope you will forgive me wantingsomeone to hearif only fish through the lapping wavesthat might repeat my messagei would have cried the townwith songs of deep afflictionbut it's late and impoliteto bother people in their housesdespite the calamity of affectionthat woke mewith dreams of the placewe fall down gentlyinto the arms of great lovesthere's still, indelible, a codex in the handsfull of turning apple cheekssalted skinthe tang of lipstcked cigarettes -and if kiss will ever be againi'll make each onethe cure for exhaustionignore my text till morning buti want to know when you listento those albums we used to sharethat you remember the grammarof sighs and stillnesslifting us from common speechmaybe the cipher will be lostbut when we leave, knowthat the manner of our goingcannot diminish the legendsof our greatnessi don't know if love is catchingof if you can wash it awaybut if we are met tomorrowwith radio silenceplease remember i love youuntil further notice
natalie
hanna is an Ottawa lawyer working with low income populations.
Her writing focusses on feminist, political, and personal themes. She was a
past Administrative Director of the Sawdust Reading Series and past board
member of Arc Poetry Magazine (2016-2018). She is the author of ten
chapbooks, including three with above/ground press, with an 11th forthcoming
from Baseline Press in the Fall of 2020. Her poetry, interviews and commentary
have appeared in print and online in Canada and the U.S. Her poem “light
conversation” received Honourable Mention in ARC Magazine’s 2019 – Diana
Brebner Prize. For more information, find her at:
https://nhannawriting.wordpress.com

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