Dull Shine
sometimes love
stalls
carburetor clogged with self-pity
or pettiness
or thoughtlessness
like oil-stained rags left on
an
oil-stained garage floor pitted
and windows half shut
so
rain pours in
rusting
~Steve Gerson
all
our unanswered prayers incense ash
~Mona Bedi
beyond
the pull of earth whale song
~Keith Evetts
All
Those Books
They’ve not been shelved, despite
their space,
though most unleaved, a collage built
through
time and place in unity,
each tome a tale from memory,
the
books we’ll never read.
~Stephen Kingsnorth
Carefree
those
roadworks
looked ominous
the sign said
detour
we became lost
just going
around the block
~Geoffrey Aitken
heron’s syrinx tuning the prehistoric bugle
~Jim Krotzman
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