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Ars Poetica
The heron hides its sleek shadow within the river’s shadow. The grandfather tells his grandchildren to let the river find them. The current hurries over the falls. Swamp sunflowers blossom on the far bank. The poet once wrote about the last burst of sunlight along the river. In the evening, raccoons visit their infinite industry along these banks. Their agile hands washing a late August pear. Or dexterously cleaning the river’s harvest. “Half again,” the father advised the apprentice poet. And half again once more.
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| Michael Brockley |
Michael Brockley is a retired school psychologist who lives in Muncie, Indiana. His prose poems have appeared in The Prose Poem, Doublespeak Mag, and Keeping the Flame Alive. In addition, Brockley's prose poems are forthcoming in Bay to Ocean Journal, Unlikely Stories Mark VI, and Stormwash: Environmental Poems, Volume II.
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