Sunday, March 1, 2015
Two Poems by Laura Close
Cherubim & Seraphim
Mimics the cherubim and seraphim,
the long dry hot season for paper lace.
Armadillo cards fold out with a seam
like the mammal's armor keeping pace,
Linking hand to hand Valentines in a chorus,
finding their strange reality in pulp
Armament, a type of paper for us
to express ourselves outside of Hallmark,
Culprit confederations of change for
Jesus, reading Malachi for a lark,
Hopping alongside accountants for crumbs.
I admit to mine imagery poor.
Immunology is all green thumbs for
angels, when children fly up to heaven.
Beneath the Old Oak Tree
The old oak tree had been there twenty
Runes higher, keeping its secrets hidden.
On weekends, it waited for shepherds,
Nerds too. The romance had been beaten
Courteously out of it. Lovers
Accepted its shade as curtains taking
Retrospective glances back, not confused,
Entangling one another in ruses.
Laura Close was awarded the MFA degree in Creative Writing from George Mason University. She is the author of the manuscript Sound and Sense of Leaves (2010) and T Party (2012), published by iUniverse. Her poems have also appeared in Raga Zine and Jerry Jazz Musician.