Postcard from the Midwest by Diane LeBlanc

February is a season of false returning:

a bat dives through bending wheat,

then rises and disappears into a scar of trees;

geese stomp like colorless clowns

through muddy rodeo grounds;

ice gives back the blue bicycle

tossed into last year’s river, tires missing

as if it’s not enough to be sinking otherwise whole.

Categories: Issue 2 - Spring 2012, Periodicals, Poetry | Tags: | Leave a comment

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