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That Burning Bush I Saw

In an orange-spangled fire burning there,
between two highways two seasons

Signal Mountain

The great escape
in broad daylight
into thine own self infinitely tangled...
straight into the face of god.

Alone
to see
to judge
the disasters of life.

A conversation
with poets
who see as far as the night

and further still

where their ideas are shouted

into the cannon
into destiny
into fire
into wounds
that heal into scars and are opened again.

Thus is the beginning found on a mountain with light
streaming from some unseen place.

What May Come, Will Come

Lie down here
and carelessly wait
for the sound
of marching happiness.

In a field
of wayward waiting, soaked in sugar, laughter,
and musk,

lie down here
and rest
with these
seraphic, blooming weeds.

Wait...
with me,
as cherubs do
and listen to the sound of thunder rolling in.

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Edited by: Katie Doemland
Cover Image: “7 of Hearts” by Tony Meeuwissen

Published in 2015 by Anaphora Literary Press