Night Habit
I have a night habit, darkly moving in air,Not mattering—a veil of incident light.Mother-of-pearl field luster, I park insideA streak of hill cane, where an opening foldsMe in by the perennial stream. I have my nighthabit, see, I am moving in the dark air, noMatter, no light to veil. I am incident in theField, a perennial opening folds me in. NightPark, lust for pearl. In the front pasture daisiesDiffuse, strands of lucent vapor. I walk overThe hill, a streak of dark. In the field, perennialMother in the hollow, I come for my habit—Air veil, enfold me where I matter, the openingDark, the want in me lustering. Over daisies I pearlA stream of incidents, me stranded with night,Made hollow by opening, field matter, stranger.
spirit for those who, out of devotion to his love, choose not to answer for
themselves or make provisions for themselves.
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Copyright © 2018 by Alicia Wright
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Alicia Wright is originally from Georgia. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in Ecotone, The Literary Review, Southern Humanities Review, and Flag + Void, among others. She is a recipient of the 2016 Indiana Review Poetry Prize and fellowships from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. At present, she is a PhD candidate in creative writing at the University of Denver.
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