Compass points and fleas,
summer’s days and midsummer night’s dreams,
sharp curves and soft angles,
sunlight on the scales of steelhead,
cast iron,
bourbon praline,
crawfish étouffée,
chicory and beignets
fescue available now,
almandine
woodsmoke and cherry drops,
maple leaves splayed scarlet
against a cloudwhite sky,
the envy of New England,
tentacles of fear wrapped around
a desert storm,
slam books, retracted claws,
once more to the lighthouse,
mermaids singing
(red and brown)
in a chamber
with a view of India,
each to each
dark of heartness
slouching lakes,
a paddlewheel
beating through the night
sunrise
Mardi Gras mornings
a thousand yestermaybes
a festival
jazz and heritage,
a swan song
breeding lilacs
out of the dooryard
and we drown
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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