Two Poems, Joe Milazzo
" all / at / once / the countless / flabby / packets ..."
Two Poems, M.K.W. Belant
"... a vacancy signs flicks red, / then orange, then red again."
Of Wind
White Wind / Frozen layering like ice sheets, / Yet wicked and swift, / It carves and scours its path.
Staring Skyward
Arcturus / Leader of the lucida in their nightly procession, / The key: receiver of lightning
Any Moment
Eurydice didn’t look quite so lost yesterday / as I passed the sculpture garden on the way to class.
Observations
An ice footprint stays / long after maker is gone / snowfall soon obscures.
Catching the light
The secondary rain shower / trickles from the leaves of the honey locust
Cloudwatching
wispy thoughts drift / across the dome of the sky / as I lay here / supported on the warm earth / in the stillness of the / wind
The Naturalist’s Dilemma
Staring at blank faces while I speak / they’re like walls, plain and blank and even without interest; / now I’m frustrated and careless but flabbergasted nonetheless / as my tone it gets higher, the pace, it gets faster
Vectors of Understanding
I am content to know/ The protecting embrace of a maple/ Shielding me/ From harsh January winds/