Poetry 2012 / Volume 43

Walt Disney — Daniel Poppick

The tide a weird princess, I come to memorize her codes of skin
Goose-fleshing in my wake while

Currencies of plastic thicken
The air above the water. I sift through them on the nightly row
I do for her carrot
Despite the chill. Her sea is full of information

Glittering as the green
Carriage she buys & returns & swerves past me in, & is

The carrot, its leaves riding waves stamping the shore.
You ask again of its leaves? A roof
Flecked with radium
Scratches off her father’s watch, glowing as a tide of fireflies

Advances through our wood, drips its passwords into
The water spelling out your name. The sea is never full of wood.

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  1. Pingback: Current Issue: Volume 43, Number 1 — Poetry Issue, Fall 2012 | Coe Review

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