zafusy

contemporary poetry journal

Heat Wave

1. Nighttime
figure on a porch
leans against a door
waiting for love
engaged in discourse
or, silently, a cigarette

2. Mid-afternoon
poolside. Sun. Wind. Shimmering water.
Two mockingbirds, contesting

Architectural Space
Time and History
Sexuality

where childhood awakening is both
vicious and innocent.

3. Mid-morning
with new cedar mulch
spread around the shrubbery,
I keep smelling Christmas
through open windows.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jnana Hodson

After A Few Announcements

Ruins ( Swing
Arose ) Blossoms
Warm Juice ( Ruins
Swing Swing
Warm a Rose
a Rose Blossoms
Warm Ruins ) Swing a Rose
Blossoms a Warm ( Juice
Ruins ) Swing
Juice Juice
Blossoms Arose
Ruins Swing
Juice a Rose Warm
Ruins Blossoms
Ruins ( Swing Juice
A rose Arose
Ruins Ruins
a Warm ) Arose ( Blossoms

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jnana Hodson