Our window holds the riverwhile the ripples float downstream,wild with seagulls, while the glassholds our image in a foggy mirage.We free two foolish paper planes,a pair of gulls above the water,half watching as their flight sets down,for nothing really matters when it ends. Through the window I can tracespirals of gulls that riseskywards, vanishing like […]
Author: Judith Werner
Judith Werner lives in the Bronx, New York, and has had poems published in many literary magazines and several anthologies. A book of her formal poems, “What Moves the Sun,” was published in 2017 by KelsayBooks, Aldritch Press. An on-line selection of her work can be found at www.broadsidedpress.org and www.thehypertexts.com.
To Be Alive
Two dead birds in two spring days,sleek feather balls like dream symbols,a damaged sparrow on my doorsteppresented by Midnight the half-strayand a perfect cedar waxwingin the middle of the pavementlying dead of poisoned berries. I discarded their bodiesas if removal from foot trafficcould honor pain and shortened lives.Am I asleep and dreaming, or not?When it […]