You reach into that darkness slowly so in each envelope covers the ground and with just your fingertips waiting for its shadow Simon Perchik‘s latest book is titled The Osiris Poems (Boxofchalk Press).
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stars return for, are cooled
and yet you open the mail
the letter folding over and over
still falls out as mist
almost to a boil –you retrace
the way the blind find shelter
empty the small fire
hidden behind the others
cut off from home
and at the slightest touch.About the Author
Welcome to the study of pomegranates and peaches.