summer’s end
the sparkle of coins
in the fountain

 

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Bob Lucky

Bob Lucky is the author of Careful Not to Startle the Yaks (Cyberwit, 2025) My Wife & Other Adventures (Red Moon Press, 2024), My Theology: Not Always True But Always Truth (Cyberwit, 2019), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books, 2018), a winner of the James Tate Poetry Prize 2018, and Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks, 2014). He lives in Portugal.

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  1. The backdrop of stars overflowing into the poem's space certainly makes you feel you are both seeing coins sparkle in the fountain, and beyond.

    Great!

    warm regards,

    Alan

  2. So well seen, Bob!
    __ Too, I thank you for your generation this: it sees, but we may not see… it. _m

    a cardinal
    perched in the reddened leaves
    it sees

  3. Lovely image Bob. As we often think of foliage and other typical fall items, fountain coins are such a refreshing image. Sparkling away in autumn sun, it’s very magical.

  4. Lovely image Bob. As we often think of foliage and other typical fall items, fountain coins are refreshing and unexpected. Sparkling away in autumn sun, it’s very magical.

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