The Owl

By Ange Mlinko Ange Mlinko
The flight attendants
go
from kore to semaphore

as a city falls into
discredited ether—

Gewick, gewick, oo-oo!

Shoulderless
stoic, take—from hands wisely
gloved—

a bony treat
through the hardware
in your face;

shrug your throat.

Source: Poetry (September 2010).

 Ange  Mlinko

Biography

Ange Mlinko is the author of three books, Shoulder Season (Coffee House Press, 2010), Starred Wire (Coffee House Press, 2005), which was a National Poetry Series winner in 2004 and a finalist for the James Laughlin Award, and Matinees (Zoland Books, 1999). In 2009, she won the Randall Jarrell Award in Criticism. Mlinko was born in Philadelphia, and has worked in Brooklyn, Providence, Boston, and Morocco. She has taught poetry at . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Animals

Poetic Terms Free Verse

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