From Pluck Another Apple, Eve, and Finish It
Gloria Mundi
On this otherwise undistinguished evening,
a man at the garage collects money
in a four-by-five booth
with a rickety heater,
his accented “Thank you”
passed across gloved hands.
A child paws the velour of a pup’s ear,
wrestling in an uncoordinated tangle—
hatchlings.
Somewhere off the Kona coast,
porpoises are racing for the hell of it.
Who knows? They could all be God.
Something mightily bare-skinned and brilliant,
as like to us
as the David to the marble
that waited for so long,
hovers in the world.
Pluck another apple, Eve,
and finish it.
We are all promises
watching to see
how we will keep
ourselves.
coming events
If you'd like to hear about upcoming releases and readings, please email us at SunPortalPress@gmail.com. We'll also post news here. You can also follow our author pages at Amazon.com.
Thanks very much for visiting and supporting Sun Portal Press!