Issue 148

Summer & Fall 2015

Image from Pattern for Survival

Poetry Eliot Khalil Wilson Poetry Eliot Khalil Wilson

Ripe

A plastic bag of cherries I'd forgotten

has molded in the fridge from my neglect,

and the sight brings me to their taste again

and the day I found them at the market.

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Poetry Eliot Khalil Wilson Poetry Eliot Khalil Wilson

The Folding In

The mind too has its autumns—the dead hours

that, windblown, gather into canceled years.

Here the failures, of nerve or desire,

accrue, cling with the cold interest of snow.

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