Poem of the Week: December 21st, 2014

Simon Perchik is an attorney whose most recent collection of poetry, Almost Rain, was published by River Otter Press. He’s also one of our 2014 Pushcart Prize nominees. More of his work can be found in Volume 3, Issue 1 of burntdistrict.

By Simon Perchik

You can still make out the stars
though it’s noon and the beach
changes – you can tell by the feel

and listening for engine scrap
breaking apart, smelling from smoke
expects you to stand up barefoot

keep struggling with shoreline
– you’re not new to this
will start the grill weeks ahead

as if stars are never sure
are milling around, forgot all about
the darkness you’re breathing in

and no way now to pick and choose
the fires however small or close
to some ocean or daylight

till it creaks and your mouth
no longer lit for kisses
and songs about nothing.

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