Issue 147

Winter & Spring 2015

Image from Situation 7

Poetry Donald Morrill Poetry Donald Morrill

Late in the Anger

I wake on this path of this path supine beneath swaying fronds and boughs

with the woman watching me and over me wondering at our fled cities our myriad parents all younger now than we

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Poetry Donald Morrill Poetry Donald Morrill

Poem of Infinite Justice

Laugh But the jaws of the drugged tiger will equal the sage friendless on her brilliant point

Wind will batter the tents and awaken the one who peers out for the storm but meets stars only

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