Abstract
I like the way a backyard door opens ‘parting sooty / veils of flies,’ in the first poem of Selina Tusitala Marsh’s Tightrope. Outside are Max V, Lima and Ono (‘knotted fur, nettling bones / fat eyes, fat hunger’), and they have found a dead dog on the road:
sniffed out its decayed meat
dragged it home
and in pecking order
began to eat
sniffed out its decayed meat
dragged it home
and in pecking order
began to eat
| Original language | English |
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| Pages (from-to) | 1-3 |
| Number of pages | 3 |
| Journal | Cordite Poetry Review |
| Publication status | Published - 26 Jun 2018 |