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Rotation by Devon Balwit

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The world spins me, tucked into its spokes,
thoughts a gymnast’s ribbon flaring, altered
by degrees, wheeling through sun and
shadow. I stretch, twist, pull tight, the
maypole center of conspiring forces.
Journeying, I am the herm, wherever I stand,
center. The light about me breaks color. I
gather shards, pocket palettes. I toss fracture
this way and that, sowing the jagged.

Devon Balwit is a teacher/poet living in Portland, OR. She has two chapbooks—How the Blessed Travel (Maverick Duck Press) and Forms Most Marvelous (forthcoming with dancing girl press). Her recent poems have appeared or are forthcoming in: The Cincinnati Review, The Almagre Review, The Stillwater Review, The Tule Review, Red Earth Review, Front Door, The Aeolian Harp Folio Anthology, The Free State Review, Peacock Journal, and Eunoia Review.

Lead Image“Final Spin” (via Flickr user Dr Pitch)