April 15, 2021

Alex Stolis – Vowels

Alex Stolis



Adam reaches toward two plum trees
blooming, one early, one late; the scent
of flowers catches a mockingbird


as Eve coils her fingers around
an apple, carves him a day
from remnants of a whole cloth


that she carefully hides in the loneliest
place she can find; afraid of the blankness
of imagination she nervously wakes


her children to see a yellow-orange sun
wading in a sea of red and green;
she thinks about the clarity of rain


as Adam rests his head in her lap,
feels indebted to morning and the hiss
of light that shines from the land of Nod.

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