Summer 2014 • Vol. XXXVI No. 3 Poetry |

Oh, Dodo. You Can’t

From So Legged and Footed Oh, Dodo. You can't   do what others do.     You're caught up in a wild   bulb of a beak— there are sunsets tied   to your     dum-dum feet. Your dreams   are floral-scented. Little wings, token   and tucked,     have they ever had such fears of flying?   Why, this world is strange—it tries me.   Dodo,     I miss you. No one has your charm.   When I fell in love, the earth was an iron-   blue bruise.     I can say this to you, who expect nothing,   no new news. Yes, it's better here   on the ground.     I was angled, sun-stunned and tossed   when I thought I saw you   sea-battered     and streaming. Your island was near   and those oceans. In my dreaming,   you kept charging,     then falling asleep—   blue-eyed and blunted.

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Allison Hutchcraft’s poems have appeared in American Letters & Commentary, Barrow Street, the Beloit Poetry Journal, Crazyhorse, Cincinnati Review, and elsewhere. She teaches creative writing at the University of North Carolina–Charlotte.

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