Saturday, February 21, 2015

NEW! Poem by James Merifield

James Merifield

-portrait as flooded field

the mud   it eats
and in the middle of summer’s 
wrap   winter’s grave still
cradles the seed in a coffin

so distant   the return of image 
from the mirror   all paced out 
and certain in its placement   setting
so much like   midnight
crows   awatch   from the tree that edges
the woods   light   a star-
pointed reflection in their eyes

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