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Hadara Bar-Nadav
Published: Wed Apr 15 2009
Art: Paul TheriaultEver New (detail), 2022, acrylic and found paper on scavenged wood
Blur

After the bombs
_         _ and the buildings blow
_         _ _         _ I call Clover, Clover
and you appear—
_         _ a dream limned in smoke.

Clover, my hermaphroditic dear,
_         _ I kiss your singed
_         _ _         _ leaflet ears and fawn
in a café in Eilat.
_         _ Clover sips from a demitasse.

Only a few sesame seeds left
_         _ and the porcelain carried away.
_         _ _         _ Morning crawls toward
afternoon, and the sun
_         _ says it’s time for wine

to drown this red day.
_         _ I hear there’s a crater
_         _ _         _ where our bed last lay
at the Hotel de Ruin.
_         _ A portrait of dancing

lights and fire balloons,
_         _ a painterly gasoline blur.
_         _ _         _ Let’s find a sailboat,
bread, zatar, and figs
_         _ and watch the distance burn.

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Hadara Bar-Nadav is the author of four collections of poetry:_ __A Glass of Milk to Kiss Goodnight _(Margie/Intuit House, 2007), which won the Margie Book Prize; _The Frame Called Ruin _(New Issues, 2012); Lullaby (with Exit Sign)(Saturnalia Books, 2013), awarded the Saturnalia Books Poetry Prize; and The New Nudity (Saturnalia, 2017). Her chapbook, _Show Me Yours _(Laurel Review/GreenTower Press, 2010), was awarded the 2009 Midwest Poets Series Award. She is also co-author, with Michelle Boisseau, of Writing Poems, 8th edition (Pearson/Longman, 2011). Her work has appeared in Beloit Poetry JournalColorado ReviewAGNIDenver QuarterlyThe Iowa ReviewThe Kenyon ReviewPloughsharesPrairie SchoonerTriQuarterly, and elsewhere. An NEA fellow, she teaches in the MFA program at the University of Missouri-Kansas City. (updated 2/2018)

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