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Second Place March 2003
Dulce Contest |
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PJ Nights |
| Gloss on a Bouquet of
Objects |
“He brings me
down to earth where all poetry begins”
~ Elaine Equi |
He packs my favorite
cat’s-eye agates on the camel train;
piezoelectric crystal balls
wait tirelessly at the caravanserai
for my tired feet
to arrive. In the meantime he lets
his words drop
and blossom - squid ink in an ocean of rain -
as I lie on the track,
my ear to the rail to listen for buffalo.
My neighbors think me strange.
They watch from the window while polishing
statuettes of patron saints --
ones that protect them from toothaches,
carnies and speculative
love. In their yards, sweet peaches
ferment in neglect
though songbirds welcome the stampede
and I'll use every muscle, tongue
and sinew - leave no headless carcass there to rot. |
| Copyright © PJ Nights 2003.
All rights reserved. |
PJ Nights lives in coastal Maine and teaches astronomy and physics
a bit more inland which makes for beautiful sunrises in her rear
view mirror on the drive to work. Her favorite things are to take
her poetry books and her family
camping or to the beach. Her work has been published in
print and online journals such as Slow Trains, Animus, Apples
and Oranges, MiPo, Lotus Blooms, Tryst, The Steel Point Quarterly,
Penumbra, and The Green Tricycle, and is forthcoming in the
textbook, Language & Prejudice. |
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