Two Poems

[from feral girl]

touch

from that woman’s head a haze stretches

so bunchy I feel bunchy my claw-filigreed skin

where anything might want

to touch at once its whole body

the bright latches on her trunk turn to me

is this sideways-am-I-moving or

ago I-am remembering

talk, it may be

the am at her finger

tips caulking

nearinger

pines

curry new mist

needle by needle, I lay

my arm along

the branch-limb

minting, we pose

at a line where twig ends

get forgot, mizzle

insists things will scrunch

re-scrunch, if I hang

my hair on random twigs

lichen will start

to furr

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Daneen Wardrop has authored four books of poetry: The Odds of Being, Cyclorama, Life as It, and Silk Road. A recipient of the 2017 Independent Publisher Book Award, the National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship, and the Poetry Society of America Robert H. Winner Award, Wardrop has also written several books of literary criticism, mostly about Emily Dickinson.