“I can show you the sunrise,” says Allison Boyd Justus on November 23rd.
As an experiment in poetry, Justus opened a notebook and began to write one particular poem per day, from the winter solstice of 2009 to the winter solstice of 2010. A poem per sunrise, 366 in all. Continue reading
[The following poem was published by VerseWrights in 2015]
Birmingham Pigeons
Allotted a life to live out
And fill out and empty out
That is one life too many.
I do not mean to play the fool
To hear your words as one deaf
I cannot take comfort in this here roost.
My friends, my familiars, my confidants, my compadres
My sweet bosom buddies—
You are all equally loved
As are my kinsmen and customs and hobbies
It does not sit well with me
None of it does sit at all well with me.
I’ve done seen one too many pigeons take roost
Fly back out again
Somersault downward
And go out rolling
Straight as a boat line
Never to come up.
My latest poem, “Impostor,” has been published in Streetlight.
Check it out here!
And while you’re at it, they’ve got some other good stuff in this issue.
THE BOY WHO NEVER LAUGHED
Was once a little boy
A boy who never laughed
Never did escape no single smirk from him Continue reading
Hey readers!
Check out my latest poem, Recipe for an Appetizer, and other good reads,
in the latest issue of The Paragon,
a literary journal available online.
(I’m on p.51)
[The following poem was composed in 2005 in honor of the demolition of a historic building on the campus of Freed-Hardeman University, and was originally published in the school literary magazine.] Continue reading
