Through the rearview mirror the sun burst, red like a siren, between the trees gathered any remembered shade of crimson lowering itself out from under the cloud mantle of snow the chariot-pulling horses offer the sun to the evening fish, who buries it in the sea on its night journey in the silence between twoContinue reading “Evening”
Category Archives: Sleepwalking
Still Life with Cookie Tin Painting
Resistance like red spring poppies under a pristine town a river painted with black where the depths reach up Cypresses spindle up from a country house white walls Vague clouds of trees the bed of poppies leaping out like a three-dimensional creature from the flatness of Idyllic Town, Europe A road — a creek —Continue reading “Still Life with Cookie Tin Painting”
Cool Springs
a secret wetland caught hidden atop a city plateau from the marshy waters spurts a fountain a dog canters into the shallows and robins twitch they are only secretly happy old photos of the park show men cleaning the reservoir that was once here — men with bowler hats gave kisses a sun trickling yolkContinue reading “Cool Springs”
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