Poetry

Laurent Bertrais photo

By

Margarita Serafimova

i

The minutes were leaving.

They were going back to

somebody unborn.

ii

Beautiful November of empty light, of thin red leaves,

placed before me a tabula rasa.

I prepared to sign.

Margarita Serafimova

Margarita Serafimova was shortlisted for the Montreal International Poetry Prize 2017. Her work appears in London Grip New Poetry, The Journal, A-Minor, Waxwing, StepAway, Ink, Sweat and Tears, Minor Literatures, Writing Disorder, The Birds We Piled Loosely, Noble/ Gas, and many other places. Some of her work can be read here.