| InterBoard Poetry Competition | |
| Second Place Winner, March 2009 | |
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DELIQUESCE Lynze (Salty Dreams) your face warm against the curve of my neck. a palm, a panic, a circuit breaker, closing, when we are the beating of wings in cove. your nude foot balanced on the rim of metal outside a door that opens at a word. the word is look, the door is yes. lips fold into my heart, a strip mine. the no that i could not say. powerless in the wan sun, clouds with fire inside, mouth on my thigh. your wrist a river, banking in flight. the creek in your arm, the water of my body. the questing banks we follow with a snorkel, a mask, a school of minnows that tick frantically. explosion. the slow melt of snow over crocus — my eye, falling into yours. Comments by judge Elena Karina Byrne: “The title ‘deliquesce’ is the verb form of a scientific term for minerals (especially salts) that ‘have a strong affinity for moisture,’ so the poem re-enacts an alchemy that transforms this kind of affinity, an intimate experience where language and image fold into one another in a liquid-like solution of surrealistic transference. ‘Deliquesce’ plays on linguistic expectations and delights in a fall-out of images where ‘the door is a yes,’ the ‘yes’ that Wallace Stevens once said, ‘the future world depends,’ and here, where the very nature of sight is also a process of feeling upon which we depend.”
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