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Joy Manesiotis | writer

Joy Manesiotis | writer

Joy Manesiotis | writer

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[I lean toward that shape]
was first published in
Tupelo Quarterly, October 2013
(From the manuscript Revoke)

[I lean toward that shape, wishing to stroke]

I lean toward that shape, wishing to stroke
its silky outline, but I will be undone

by the gesture. The bird whose name I do not know
calls in the morning’s suffusion of light—once, and again. I wish only

to see the unencumbered gaze—to know its contour
and its blessing. Now empty of the bird’s call, the air

stalls, refuses to lighten. The bird will not call the morning
into being. I would be wrapped in the warm silk

of that regard, for once clear and without reproach. An atonal humming—
its uncertain vibration—fills my torso, no plush comfort.