AHOY! BY W.M. RIVERA
Proclaim, ‘To Hell with
Eternity,” and sail endlessly away!
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Proclaim, ‘To Hell with
Eternity,” and sail endlessly away!
The creeping thyme exudes the fragrance
of English summers.
Whose gentle step crushed
this herb to give off such perfume:
the twin skunks who dance
in our moonlight,
the raccoon heading to the fish pond?
so is courage stoked by
fire at one’s core?
He steps to the podium—
special appearance for those
who’ve stayed late—
“Drive all blames into one.”
“Don’t be so predictable.”
—Tibetan Buddhist lojong precepts
Under the table my nails press
half-moon kisses into each palm –
a prayer for strength, for strength
Black holes confirm the invisible out there.
Is anyone prepared for encounters with nothing?
“The worst that can happen is they kill us,” Elva says. That ain’t my hope, but folks do bad things when hard times hit, and these boys know hard times.
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grandfather holds the child
to his chest hoping
that both could get
a bit of a snore
I fall.
A patchwork of squares:
russet, lime, and khaki, sewn with gold
somewhere west of Tulsa
and east of Wardell’s bar.
