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This poem is taken from Stand 225, 18(1) March - May 2020.

Laura McKee Three Poems
nude on carpet

I decide to live inside her knees                                    
this girl on the wall
at the portrait awards

she is naked and that is all
I can identify with
the lines around the sockets

the artist wanted her
because she is so expressive
she only stares

her pink cheeks hint
she’s alive
a grown-up Lucie Atwell child

she is all about
the coiffured messy top knot
and just there pubes

but her knees are real
and I see her toes
nudge each other


dried flowers

just as they were almost still alive
just as they weren’t quite dying

I tied them tight
with discarded red elastic bands
from the path

hung them upside down
with a lilac plastic peg
from the line

attached them to the top latch
of the French windows

the sap left in their stems
went straight to their heads


for Vivien Maier

she drops her shadow
picks up her reflection
walks miles wanting

to capture the underside
of petticoats in puddles
the rear of this red dress

the perfect belt of daisies
the headless woman’s hands
hold onto each other

This poem is taken from Stand 225, 18(1) March - May 2020.

Readers are asked to send a note of any misprints or mistakes that they spot in this poem to support@standmagazine.org
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