In the looming dusk
a heron spears a bluefish-
the pond just ripples
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Michael J. Barney
Michael J. Barney works for a multi-national insurance megalith (not, alas, the same one as Wallace Stevens) where he toils day and night to facilitate the transfer of wealth from one pocket to another within the same pair of pants. In his spare time he scribbles poems, dotes on his wife, speculates on why Leonard Cohen and Jacques Brel are not as popular in America as Ricky Martin or Britney Spears and runs Gravity Presses (lest we all float away) Inc., a small press publisher of poetry chapbooks and a quarterly magazine, Now Here Nowhere. He can be contacted at mikeb50 at hotmail.com.
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here i am again.
i feel as though i am traveling back in time.
a nice piece…
hahaha, you are right, “where is the except”???
except, michael you have a great piece here, a suggestion, since you have used “the” in two lines, use it in the second line.
it adds body to your creation.
case in point:
In the looming dusk
a heron spears the bluefish-
the pond just ripples
one more teeny tiny thought, “a” and “just” might not be needed.
here i am again.
i feel as though i am traveling back in time.
a nice piece…
hahaha, you are right, “where is the except”???
except, michael you have a great piece here, a suggestion, since you have used “the” in two lines, use it in the second line.
it adds body to your creation.
case in point:
In the looming dusk
a heron spears the bluefish-
the pond just ripples
one more teeny tiny thought, “a” and “just” might not be needed.
think about it.