The best thing about fishing with dad
Was not catching anything all day
And yet going home together fished out,
With more fish stories and time shared
With which to bait our next hooks
And cast more memories over the water.
Month: January 2021
Hate
Hangs heads
Hardens hearts
Has holocausts
Hinders healing
Humiliates humility
Harasses heroes
Honors hubris
Highjacks humanity
Heeds hogwash
Hatches hoaxes
Harping honesty
Hurling harm
Hastening haemorrhaging
I Live in Her Smile
My wife’s smile is sweet as orchard apples,
it holds the same abundance.
Her eyes shine inside her smile
like the echo of love between lovers.
My wife’s smile can open windows
like the first flowers of spring.
She is the peace of the house
and the sunlight after a storm.
Her smile lifts me to higher ground—
as though with kisses from afar,
like negative test results for my anxiety,
like a poetry award to prise open my heart
Windows and Mirrors
faces of sad and happy life
lightning in crystal
thunderstorm traps
frost-seed granulations
water at freezing and melting
sunlight through museum panes
the glare of volcanic glass
a bird’s reflection in its shadow
pearl of time in the face of night
last looks at last faces descried
the binding of souls
bridges over limitless waters
view from a window at Le Gras
time driving backwards
mannequin transmissions
the vague “she” of poetry
nakedness dressed in its reflections
sunset in Emma Bovary’s eyes
blue mirrors of Shallot
the soaring of Zeno’s stillness
the flight of the alone
the surgeries of Dr. Glas
the surface of vertical
the spaceless dimension
of duration
buried in glass
flower store windows bare
barbershop empty
travellers on a Greyhound
morning the breath gone
Salvatore Ala 