Ephemeris left open, transfixed by his blank gaze and one ancient ray arriving. Inside his blindness, a remembered sky: widdershins zodiac over the slanted campanile. The stones he’s thrown float up again, the vespers’ bells…
Browsing Category Poetry
FUTURE GIRL by William Winfield Wright
She can only just go there. That’s the super power. Get on a plane or train, even walk to the store and back and it’s later, the future, just like that. It’s not very feminist,…
BIRD FEET by William Winfield Wright
If I had bird feet everything would be different. I’d start paying attention to where I put myself, lifting the knees like they say, going without shoes, leaving tracks. I’d become comfortable…
Spring Wildflowers for an Executed Man by George Longenecker
For Robert Nelson Drew #755, Texas Department of Criminal Justice Executed August 2, 1994, Huntsville, TX Take a star flower, Robert, and ride its petals above the prison where they killed you. Pick golden…
The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd by Jenna Le
Date you again? I’d rather kiss a cuttlefish, my sweet! A cuttlefish has eight long arms; you’re cursed with two left feet. You stick to Brooklyn; cuttles swim the open sea all night. When nervous,…