by R.B. Simon | Jan 9, 2022 | Poetry
standing in darkness fingertips dulled with cold breath a bird in my throat i am swimming in potential eyes grazing the stars frantic...
by R.B. Simon | Aug 27, 2021 | Poetry
~For Lavender (In Memoriam, May 6th, 2020)The dragonfliesdove between theshafts of sunlight as the babysat in sweet swaying grassnext to the weed-packed bucket.We’d talked hours, our laborshardly labor, before falling intocompanionable silence, gingerly...
by R.B. Simon | May 16, 2021 | Poetry
Each year, the placard tells us, Ho-Chunk Indians burned this prairie to ash, rooting out invasive species –...
by R.B. Simon | Mar 27, 2021 | Poetry
she is such a tiny bud, rawwith winter’s scrubbed potential, born to high winds to parents of dune thistle grandparents of red baneberry lost in a rough country of ancestry not recognizing oak from aspen...
by R.B. Simon | Mar 9, 2021 | Poetry
Last night after a fight with my loverI sat on my front porch under an umbrella,vicious thunderstorm poundingdown around me, tuggingthe umbrella slantwaysand shaking, as I smoked my cigaretteangrily, watching the park across thestreet light up with electric...
by R.B. Simon | Oct 23, 2020 | Poetry
what freedom. there must. be in taking. wing away from. what instinct. ...