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).

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This poem originally appeared in the September 2010 issue of Poetry magazine

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Biography

Ange Mlinko was born in Philadelphia and earned her BA from St. John's College and MFA from Brown University. She is the author of four books of poetry: Marvelous Things Overheard (2013), which was selected by both the New Yorker and the Boston Globe as a best book of 2013; Shoulder Season (2010), a finalist for the William Carlos Williams Award; Starred Wire (2005), which was a National Poetry Series winner in 2004 and a . . .

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SUBJECT Nature, Animals

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