08/17/2011

Mostly tedium:
Light, shadow
retreat, advance
across the dust’s expanse.
Sparrows worry insects,
one limbless as an antique statue.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Omphaloskeptically, I flatter myself seeing something of de Chirico, Ritsos, and Holub haunting this little poem.

BIO:

Aaron Anstett's collections are Sustenance, No Accident (Nebraska Book Award and Balcones Poetry Prize), and Each Place the Body's. Recent work appears or is forthcoming in Fence, Linebreak, Palooka, and elsewhere. He lives in Colorado with his family.
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