Poem of the week: Lucifer Takes a Break by Barbara Smith
Last modified on Mon 24 May 2021 06.29 EDT Lucifer Takes a Break transluce. He rolls a cigarette, crimping a white tip and dark tobacco carefully within the rustle of thin paper and remembers, as he snaps a match lit, a time before: just an instant. There was darkness there, but warmth. Yes, gorgeous warmth … a ‘shh’ pressed to his lips before he was handed down. The whisper of white noise … voices? He remembers, how long the fall was, how sheer, how short. He sips the coffee, thankful for its bitter sweetness. Barbara Smith is an Irish poet whose latest collection, the intriguingly t...
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