Nathaniel Dolton-Thornton | ESTATE


they’ve replaced the apricots
with apricot walls
now they’re painting the stairs

sixty years ago, every relic
was sixty years nearer to hand

the gold clocks on the ground floor
hunker down
in fifteen-minute intervals

though only the duct tape
ignored on the counter tells the time

I walk outside for fresh air
but even the oaks in rows
have inherited Doric and Ionic silhouettes

Author’s Bio

Nathaniel Dolton-Thornton’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Tin HouseGriffith ReviewMagma PoetryPoetry Salzburg ReviewSalamanderSycamore ReviewConstellationsTABTipton Poetry JournalThe AccountRaritan, and elsewhere.