Luke Hankins – untitled (with artwork by Danielle C. Head)

I held the moon
that glowing bulb between
my hands I held it to my chest
the craters disappeared the moon that
magnifying glass that x-ray orb was full
of veins the moon at my heart that eyeball
that white mass shot through with twigs
waxed and waned thirty times within
my hands the moon that portend
that harbinger filled with
branches and a tree

the bird flew from
the tree the bird flew from
the tree within the moon the bird flew
from the tree within the moon between
my hands the bird flew from the tree within
the moon between my hands the bird flew
from the tree within the moon between
my hands the bird flew from the tree
within the moon the bird flew from
the tree the bird the bird the
bird the bird

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Luke Hankins is the author of a book of poems, Weak Devotions (Wipf & Stock, 2011), and a chapbook of translations of French poems by Stella Vinitchi Radulescu, I Was Afraid of Vowels...Their Paleness (Q Avenue Press, 2011). He is the editor of Poems of Devotion: An Anthology of Recent Poets, forthcoming from Wipf & Stock. He lives in Asheville, NC, where he serves as Senior Editor at Asheville Poetry Review. For additional information, visit www.lukehankins.net.