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Poetry A Fable

Robin Myers

Once something closed
around them
like a basket
and there they stayed for a long
long time, falling
in love with the tragic
slats of light across
their faces.

They could see
each other better
now, the world gone
a threat of latticed
volumes past
the reeds.

Even then
they didn’t promise
anything, why
would they have
promised, aren’t
vows meant
for the giant
to hear,
and where was he.

Robin Myers is a Mexico City-based poet and translator. Her latest translations include Copy by Dolores Dorantes (Wave Books), The Dream of Every Cell by Maricela Guerrero (Cardboard House Press), and The Book of Explanations by Tedi López Mills (Deep Vellum Publishing).

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