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Alexandra Strnad read for her BA in English at Cambridge, and an M.St from Oxford in Creative Writing, for which she was awarded a distinction. She won the Jane Martin Poetry Prize (2014), and was a winner of the Parallel Universe Poetry Competition (2016).. Her poems have been published in a range of journal and anthologies, including: Ambit, Other Poetry, Wasafiri, The Frogmore Papers, Poetry Salzburg Review, Aesthetica Creative Writing Anthology, The Moth, Blackbox Manifold, The Mays Anthology, and Ink, Sweat &Tears. She is poet in residence at Carfax Education. 

 

 

 

 

Sandstorm

 

 

The city passes like an era, skyscrapers to lint, cars –

broken trilobites, air a surgical mask

 

held over her mouth, filtering outcomes, visions,

if she spoke her history would settle

 

in halos, mote shafts – sun through soda-lime glass,

there are crowds feeling their way:

 

branches where their hands should be, bandages

wound tight, holes cut for eyes,

 

salutations fill with quartz, chert, volcanic fragments,

whatever you held grown light and thin:

 

the vacant lots, beach umbrellas, infinity pools

are cinnamon powder stencils cut by teaspoons,

 

down Al Sufouh Street flame trees look watery,

they ripple as tarmac on desert roads, palms –  

 

guillotined heads of hair, two veiled women fight

her immodest hands admonishingly, she flicks

 

their black chiffon butterfly niqabs, and what is left

when they arrive? A trail of cretaceous footprints

 

cast from sandals on the mezzanine floor, we must

step quietly, tougher shells and stronger bodies

 

liquefied before us, men with mattocks, metric tape

examine the conditions of our burial, soil’s composition:

 

bones, insects, excrement, our relationship with time;

the season where words end and storms collect.

 

 

©2017 Alexandra Strnad

 

 

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