A Ritmo de Brano

The clouds are shelling out,
Their leashes are digging in.
People are left
With their remains, chaff
Noctilucences bus
Blow the still dead, rus in
Urbe. Wet cry,
You chafe like beauty
Like a pillow an inquiry burns
Blue sigh beyond solecism
Blue smile, nude iris, blow
Hollow, wages over lump sum.
Corpses dome the
Picture plane that burnishes
Ceilings in rooms
Of all satisfaction to be met.
Down roads I see
To wait for you a fell branch in
The hand in removal,
The hand in removal removed.

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Matthew Moore is a poet, editor, and translator. His poems are forthcoming from and appear widely in journals including Annulet: A Journal of Poetics, The Carolina Quarterly, Fence, Lana Turner: A Journal of Poetry and Opinion, and Second Stutter. From 2012 to 2020, he co-edited the online poetry journal, Flag + Void. He is the translator of Tomaž Šalamun's Opera Buffa, forthcoming from Black Ocean in 2021. He was born in Illinois.