Ethel

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Ethel

Far Cry

by
Tom Daley
Tom Daley’s poetry has appeared in *North American Review, Harvard Review, Massachusetts Review, 32 Poems, Fence, Denver Quarterly, Crazyhorse, Barrow Street, Prairie Schooner, Witness, Poetry Ireland Review,* and elsewhere. Recipient of the Dana Award in Poetry and the Charles and Fanny Fay Wood Prize from the Academy of American Poets, he is the author of a play, *Every Broom and Bridget—Emily Dickinson and Her Irish Servants* which he performs as a one-man show. FutureCycle Press published his first full-length collection of poetry, House You Cannot Reach—Poems in the Voice of My Mother and Other Poems, in the summer of 2015. He leads writing workshops in the Boston area and online for poets and for writers working in creative prose.

from Far Cry

Second Tuesday

The moon lays its sheen
on the neighbors’ slate roof

on the second Tuesday
after your death.

All the stone shingles pool
in a circle of light

and the air lost it’s tremor
of moth. All your gone whispers

are grinning me down. All
your licked grimaces ferrying

me off to some speedway
of snicker and frown.

Riding the long route
of your emptying palms,

you’re still waving me down
from the night. Steering

me close to the highway,
you row between

mountains dubbed Equinox
and Green. Over us both

the white and clamoring moon,
dividing its spell from its curse.

Over us both, the hot breath of goodbye
scalding our scalps and our wrists.