Issue 142

Summer & Fall 2012

Poetry Sharon Olds Poetry Sharon Olds

Sea-Level Elegy

Once a year, for a minute, I let myself

go back, to the summer rental, the stairs

down into the earth, I let myself descend them

and turn, and pass the washing machine, and go

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Moonset

Before first light, there was something on the wall

like a pane — a presence, oblique, as if,

outside, there was a stone standing on the air,

exuding light. The full moon,

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Hip Replacement Ode

A week later, when it takes me only

a couple of minutes to get out of bed,

when I can sit up in the living room

with my partner, and watch the Knicks win,

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