Author Archives: Rebecca Porte

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Three Poems by Rebecca Porte

You claim some golden age is upon us When you need me most, I am quicksilver, mad as a hatter, falling with the Perseids. We enter the hungry atmosphere of the planet, so many white scars of evening, pass throughmore…


A Poem by Rebecca Porte

Saint-Ex lacuna         a word I learned at your vanishing point         as at the knee of another        took you at your word          the well hidden in the desert        and never told of the desert        hidden again    and hidden in the well    the bad café au lait                    themore…

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