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• Last Night
• Kara Olson (bio)

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Franz Marc's horseswere clay figures in my palms.My hands were so full of curves,so full of lonesome blue—

Closed in their mouthswas the knowledge of lickingclean their foal. Think of god,the tongue and what it can doout of love, of velvetonce it's between your fingers.Their ears, tilted, listening,of midnight, their manes.

And so it became a prayer.My holding. My thinking.

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If I speak of the fire at the centerof my palms, would you let metouch you with them? My hands? [End Page 911]

In the dream, my hands rained,they cried from touchingcreation, from feeling the heatwhere your heart is.

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Knowing I had it in me to teartheir clay, to undo their breath,the cloud of their bodies,

I bent their neckstoward their bellies, until, comingto life, they smelled their own want. [End Page 921]

Kara Olson

Kara Olson's poetry has appeared in TAYO Literary Magazine and Water~Stone Review. She lives in Minneapolis, Minnesota.

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昨晚

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• 昨晚
• 卡拉·奥尔森（生物）

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弗朗兹·马克（Franz Marc）的马是我手掌上的泥塑人物。我的手充满了曲线，充满了寂寞的蓝色，

他们闭着嘴，是舔干净小马驹的知识。想想上帝，舌头以及它在爱之间的作用，只要在手指之间，天鹅绒就可以发挥作用。他们的耳朵，倾斜，听着，午夜，鬃毛。

因此，它成为了祈祷。我的控股。我的想法

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如果我说起手掌中心的大火，您能让我用它们抚摸您吗？我的手？[第911页结束]

在梦中，我的手下了雨，他们因触摸创造物而哭泣，因感觉到你内心的温暖而哭泣。

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知道我内心深处会撕裂他们的泥土，解开他们的呼吸，他们的身体乌云，

我向他们的肚子弯下脖子，直到他们栩栩如生地闻到了自己的欲望。[结束页921]

卡拉·奥尔森

卡拉·奥尔森（Kara Olson）的诗歌出现在《TAYO文学》杂志和《水〜石评论》中。她住在明尼苏达州的明尼阿波利斯。

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