Museum Finds
by Anca Vlasopolos
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in this city you know
completely
though in waking you remember
it resembling nowhere you’ve been
like a sketch at a rummage sale
hidden behind cracked ceramic pots
where in a frame slightly askew
you recognize the curve of a street
and the motley on sycamores
gambols before your startled eye familiarly
in this city’s museum
the double-headed monster has grown
into a ravishing beauty who makes love
to herself in dreamlike movements inside
her formaldehyde jar
and the stuffed hummingbirds
have unpinned themselves
pierced at the glass till it gave and are now
freeing the Amazon butterflies
for some reason despite recalling faultlessly
the dioramas where the stag is brought down
by a wolf pack
polar bear stalking baby seal
hawk
small bird in talons
harried by crows
you linger to witness the vivifection
for some dream reason you
do not run
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