Goat cheese, cherries, asparagus.
The blue sun hesitates at the edge
of the water, unsure of its path
in the dim light. Swollen pods
of flowers ponder the dawn,
dew dripping, as the crimson haze
rounds the corner. What Sunday
sultans of orchids lay hidden
in his dreams of the forest?
The sun decides, rounding
into a coin, to proceed—white
blaring now out of the horizon
like a French horn, a crystalline
carrot. Mozart in the dirt, Freud
in the sour cherries falling
from the trees, his childlike tugs
on flowers that won’t be uprooted.
Silence says the grass. He bites
into the food, breathes liquid light.

Front page image by Sean McEntee.

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Kathryn Kysar

About the Author

Kathryn Kysar is the author of two books of poetry, Dark Lake and Pretend the World, and she edited Riding Shotgun: Women Write About Their Mothers. She has received fellowships and residencies from Banfill-Locke Center for the Arts, the Minnesota State Arts Board, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the Anderson Center for Interdisciplinary Studies. Kysar chairs the creative writing program at Anoka-Ramsey Community College.
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