Chloe repels others. Hostile,
she peels trees, pelts hotels.
She tries polite. Retches.
She pilots lithe trees to cloister.
Spies the eclipse. Recoils.
(Pls, help her.)
She etches helicopters, her spirit orphic.
So her hope triples: it clips,
it clops, coils, echoes.
Chloe, choose the sprite, the heretic.
Splice politics/poetics. Pitch heroics.
Toil. Steep. Cope.
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Marita Dachsel is the author of the poetry collections Glossolalia and All Things Said & Done, and the play Initiation Trilogy. She lives in Victoria where she is at work on a novel and her third collection of poetry.
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