Jody Azzouni



Originally published in Portland Review 56:1, 2009.
Added 4/09/2020
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Poem | Jody's Notes


Angels wear halos lightly, like dew

(ice cream ball on a cone):

They circle ebony God:

enraptured on string.


Here on earth

the praying mantis makes love

just once, the eyeless amoeba

digests its way to sundering birth

(clouds without a sky).


Each star is a permanent

reflex of light:

out of focus forever.