Poetry
placelesseven as I stand before the fourth station, Christ meeting his distraught mother, the world looks the same with eyes closed or eyes open, and I am without a home
life and imagination are seamless
my son was always with me before he was born and he came to me as crystal shards through the ceiling tiles when my eyes were open
and he was safe in a glass bottle wrapped in cloth that I carried through my closed-eye dreams
if I were to seal my eyes shut I would not miss much, for hints thin as spider threads are seeping and I know this world is no better or worse than the next one or the next one, or all of the other worlds we borrow our children from —heather a. hartel |
light memoryYou can try to replace its faceless responsibility, with a faceless desire. A slight tint. It can wield something, and requires no scabbard.
An aluminum gaze, thrashed from your calloused fingers.
Ten million miles away and, it could strike the eye’s cones, enduring them with purple circles, dancing. —sebastian galbo |
how to get your poetry in artvoice
Literary Buffalo occasionally features poetry by local writers. The poetry editor is Florine Melnyk. Submissions of no more than five poems and no more than 10 pages in length can be sent by e-mail to florine@starcherone.com or by mail to Florine Melnyk, Poetry Editor, Artvoice, 810 Main St., Buffalo, NY 14202 Please include a self-addressed stamped envelope to have manuscripts returned.
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