Nyla Matuk

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Poetry / September/October 2022

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August 31, 2022August 31, 2022 - by Nyla Matuk

Marine monotony, ocean giving way to ocean, / a grammar of latitudinal minutes, hours, days.

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News Today

March 13, 2020March 13, 2020 - by Nyla Matuk

Seafoam, that crabbed allure, / seen and heard along the byroad

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To an Ideal

October 26, 2012April 26, 2017 - by Nyla Matuk

Finalist for the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize I noticed you first, your birth a paranormal float on that sintered causeway of white light. As a gift moves us to tears, …

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Petit-mort

October 26, 2012April 26, 2017 - by Nyla Matuk

Finalist for the 2012 Walrus Poetry Prize The stoat takes a last stand, and, turning white ermine as winter’s breath, would rather face its hunters than soil its fur in …

June 2012 / Poetry

Return to Metcalfe Street

June 12, 2012July 20, 2017 - by Nyla Matuk

Lonely in their languor, and twenty years no longer lovely Or lingering in storefront neon mingling with dusk, Widows gossiping with friends on porches, Then sleeping away August evenings On …

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