I Think I Understand, Yves by Shaun R. Pankoski 

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What you meant about blue,
or more to the point, what you felt –
 
after sitting in front of IKB 3
that morning at the Pompidou.
 
I could have sat there for hours,
saturated. It’s how I feel about the sea,
 
which is to say –
infinite,
dimensionless,
immersive.
 
The unholy holiness
of ultramarine,
a meditation.
 
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Shaun R. Pankoski (she/her) is a poet most recently from Volcano, Hawaii. A retired county worker and two time breast cancer survivor, she has lived on both coasts as well as the Midwest as an artist’s model, modern dancer, massage therapist and honorably discharged Air Force veteran. A 2024 Pushcart Prize nominee, her poems have appeared here and in ONE ART, Quartet, SWIMM, Thimble, Mackinaw Journal and MockingHeart Review, among others. She was selected as a finalist by Lefty Blondie Press for her chapbook manuscript, Tipping the Maids in Chocolate: Observations of Japan.

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