Author Archives: perfectsublimemasters

木漏れ日

Posted on July 21, 2019

a lone figure intruding upon the playground of the gods hiding amongst pine trees while hydrangeas bloom at the gorge. cedars stretch their branches towards the dusk sky, as faint sunlight filtering through the leaves presses against my back. I … Continue reading →

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The Reptilian Years

Posted on July 21, 2019

“….childhood…demanded a constant wariness, the habit of observation, the attendance on moods and tempers, the noting of discrepancies between speech and action, a certain reserve of demeanor, an automatic suspicion of sudden favors.“             Rudyard Kipling, Something of Myself   Of … Continue reading →

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musings of a front-porch priest

Posted on July 20, 2019

I hope in heaven there are thunderstorms, the kind that coming cause an egg-blue sky to cloak the waiting world in mouse-skin gray. Tonight, the mottled robins out front all eye the soaking soil, anticipating worms they know must rise … Continue reading →

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Aperture

Posted on July 20, 2019

            ~ Glencar Valley, Ireland, 2019 Fog in the valley, then searing sunlight. A bouncy lane to a glacier lake. Water without wind, a slow-moving sky. Remote—impression of Alps—a raven watches us—glistening in this vastness. M. J. Iuppa’s fourth poetry collection … Continue reading →

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Gay Is…

Posted on July 19, 2019

Gay is the boy who just started working with flowers and gestures so immaculately that everyone has always known that he is a gay boy. He loves his job, you can tell. Gay is the thin guy who has no … Continue reading →

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Venous Daylight

Posted on July 19, 2019

What we once had: cubes of light falling through the windows. Bandage your fingers, hug tight, and safe from the day. The heat is rising and we won’t make it through without a hold on the sun. Heliocentric? Yes. The … Continue reading →

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Fractured Promise

Posted on July 18, 2019

Sarah falls like the half-night turned chorus of crows as they lose their way beyond the fragile promise of morning, past weeks without fractured bones. Jade Riordan’s poetry has appeared in Cordite Poetry Review, CV2, Noble / Gas Qtrly, Outrageous … Continue reading →

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