Tomorrow the slant of the earth will teeter
us another day towards November

and there will be a new light that shines
down. Looking up

at me now, she is all lit from within, saying
this drawing here is of me and you, it

shows where our house is, look, can you see
us, how we are lying on the rug here right now?

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WENDY CHIN-TANNER is the author of Turn (Sibling Rivalry Press, 2014), which was a finalist for the Oregon Book Awards, and co-author of American Terrorist (A Wave Blue World). Her poetry has been nominated for The Best of the Net Prize and the Pushcart Prize, and has been published at The Rumpus, Vinyl Poetry, Denver Quarterly, The Huffington Post, RHINO Poetry, The Normal School, The Mays Anthology of Oxford and Cambridge, and elsewhere. She is a founding editor at Kin Poetry Journal, poetry editor at The Nervous Breakdown, staff interviewer at Lantern Review, and co-founder of A Wave Blue World.

2 responses to “Towards November”

  1. Uche Ogbuji says:

    I love the way you quietly turned perspective inside-out, and again in this one. Like I said: “Portraits and a landscape in the quicksilver ink of the moon.” 🙂

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