This poem is taken from PN Review 273, Volume 50 Number 1, September - October 2023.

Three Poems

Marsha Pomerantz
Radius and Ulna, an Aubade with Windows Open

Dear dust, enough said about birds:
squeak boxes feathered in silence,

overheated hearts propelled
branch to branch after nothing.

Nothing gained, then back
again. Their eager airs drift in,

suffusing radius and ulna posed on
radius and ulna, prone on supine,

crossover on parallel, x on ll. Excuse
this view all anatomic, geometric,

alphabetic, metonymic, dear dust,
x-ray intrusion of clear sight into

the overarching and the under-
stated, this special way of holding

hands. Our still point after eager
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