Home PageArchivesVolume no. 5Issue 2Poetry: Steve Wilson

from Letting Silences Gather

Steve Wilson

 

July 8, 2013

Only to return and return and
return, like a whorl in the womb
of the sea, a hurt church.
 

July 15, 2013

We watched within the lowering light the tide
descend, drawn down into ourselves—
turnstones scavenging the shoals.
 

July 17, 2013

Because with evening, like water
over the weir, hesitation silvers.

Because we pause, we hold,
stones within stones within stone.
 

July 22, 2013

At Kilree, from centuries out,
halfthoughts, fragments—mind sounds
the dark well of tomorrows.
 

July 25, 2013

—whose hurt, whose rove,
whose ache
and altar—brindled light
above the reeks—
 

July 26, 2013

Storm clouds undulate above
an ambered sky:
stout atop hard cider.
 

July 28, 2013

In defiance, nurture
am within was, persona
obscura
, the self
beclouded. Parallax.
 

August 4, 2013

Caulk and patch:
at the train station,
your nod, mine.
 

 
Steve Wilson Author PhotoRecent poems by Steve Wilson are forthcoming in such journals as Beloit Poetry Journal, New American Writing, and Borderlands, as well as in a number of anthologies. His books include “Allegory Dance,” “The Singapore Express” and “The Lost Seventh.” His next collection, “Not as Done,” is due in 2014.

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