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Museum of Mourning

Maria Corcoran

This poem was first published in the Raven Review.

Ocean of silent, aching desiresDrowned before even taking formGuiltless, carried to the pyreSnuffed and swallowed, not yet born
O lulling waves of strangled dreams,Why do you refuse to die?Trying even now to be heard, be seenFrom below the depths wherein you lie
With your unclosing eyes full of blame,Every gurgled breath you heave,Ties me a knot borne of...