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What We Want
by Maya Pindyck

November 30, 2020 Contributed By: Maya Pindyck

Peaches
Image by _Alicja_ from Pixabay

 

Peaches overflow the given

bowl: a gift from two lovers

 

no longer in love. One

remarried a restaurant hostess.

The other found new life in Connecticut.

 

It’s cold for the first time this October.

 

My coat fails my neck—

I clutch its collar close and slip

my fingers through the knit, wanting

 

what wool wants: some famished moth

to prove its worth and eat and birth.


MAYA PINDYCK is a multidisciplinary poet/artist and the author of two poetry collections: Emoticoncert (Four Way Books, 2016) and Friend Among Stones (New Rivers Press, 2009, winner of the Many Voices Project Award). She is the recipient of a 2019 National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship. Her poems have been recently published in Seneca Review, Quarterly West, Barrow Street, and the Los Angeles Review. She lives in Philadelphia where she teaches and directs the writing program at Moore College of Art & Design.

Filed Under: Poetry Posted On: November 30, 2020

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