Undressing night sky—
chamomile petals
orbit
the mud hut
Your metal womb
All our hopes, enough
sausage—to go with the moon
-shine
A return
to the honey
-scented galactic bosom
that nursed
this world’s peasant
heart
Weightlessness
feels nice Our hopes
Mother’s bra
Jam with tea
and petals—
Everything is swimming
Yuri Gagarin, 1934-1968
Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 17, Issue 2.
Ross Losapio is a graduate of the MFA program at Virginia Commonwealth University, where he served as Lead Associate Editor for Blackbird. He is the recipient of the 2013 Catherine and Joan Byrne Poetry Prize. His poetry appears or is forthcoming in Copper Nickel, Hayden’s Ferry Review, the minnesota review, The Emerson Review, and elsewhere.
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