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Freezing rain into morning - Jesse Miksic

The dust-light snow was

An ominous blessing, vortex

Drawing in all the idle

Afternoon chatter and


Now its true face is

Showing: steady burnishing rain

As the moon struggles

To get a look –


A moment ago was

Yesterday, and this tomorrow

Is eager to host a

Deadly freeze like a

Carpet bomb, and my


Prophet ears know its

Trick vibrations will reach me

Through the closed channels

In the poured foundation


(As a sheet of ice presides

Over the morning)


Here at the sunroom window,

A blank gaze into the

Winter night, I recognize

This year’s signature

Upon the lawn and


Lo! There comes amidst

The crackling a long howl,

Slow ambulance siren as

One of our own


Lone creatures


Bears its brethren

Back to a lonely den


What a sad body, this

Rolling sound


What a fierce quiet,

This winter storm


Bio:

Jesse Miksic is a graphic designer and writer living in the suburbs of

Philadelphia. He spends his life writing poetry, obsessing over offbeat

movies and video games, and having adventures with his wonderful wife

and daughter. Recent placements include Praxis Magazine Online, Sky

Island Journal, Bodega Magazine, and Deracine Journal.



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