TWO POEMS by Mark Smith-Soto

/ / Issue 22


Spring Equinox 


Far off, a kid’s high voice seesaws the wind,
then stops. Snowfall of bloom on the azaleas,
two small cardinals angled at the feeder— 
the earth has tilted toward the sun and strikes 

a perfect equilibrium for a day. 
And I’m there myself, in my backyard, on 
the sheer seam where soul and body breathe 
in unison, sweetness sifting the noon air, 

my shadow gathered at my feet, tucked 
almost out of sight. Leaf-murmurs lullaby 
the light. But then: the last breath of winter 
lashes out: How can it be I have to die? 

Banal, banal, I tell myself. And the word is 
a knell astray among the lenten roses.    



Lessons

 

The door is always open, Epictetus
once whispered in my ear, when I had no
idea he was one of the great teachers.
A yard-sale find, that skinny book, a shadow

of mold winging its back cover, that one 
golden word that turned out to be a name 
embossed on its spine. Why cling on
to pain, the ancient, gentle voice explained,

when the way out was left wide for me 
to leave sorrow behind at any time. 
A balm, that thought, to my unhappy youth,

a badly needed potion, a freeing truth.
But then, when was it door began to rhyme
with ash? With wind? With—

    Issue 22   

       POETRY

TWO POEMS by Aaron Coleman

 

chances  are by Denise Duhamel

 

OFFERING by Mike Puican

 

TWO POEMS by Mark Smith-Soto

 

WIDOW, WALKING by Betsy Sholl

 

TWO POEMS by Katie Pyontek

 

FIVE POEMS by Kenneth Tanemura

 

TWO POEMS by Michael McFee

 

PEGASUS TATTOO ON THE LEFT by Jai Hamid Bashir

 

POST-IMPAIRMENT SYNDROME by Victoria C. Flanagan

GATE by Grayson Wolf

 

SYRIAN CHEMICAL WEAPONS STRIKE, DOUMA, APRIL 2018 by Brian Russell

 

       FICTION

SLUSHIE by Shyla Jones

 

CALVIN AND CALVIN by John West

 

Odium by Ilya Leybovich

 

THE SWING OF THINGS by Becky Hagenston

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