2 September 2004 | Vol. 4, No. 3
For Elizabeth
My glasses for this evening are a tangle of wire
and songbirds, for tonight, would rather change to gulls.
The message of this afternoon could be a hollow nest
if fairgrounds in a park can feel this empty.
Paths become grey cinders, as oceans equal water
or all my dark umbrellas, vacant lanterns.
About the author:
Andrew MacArthur is a poet who makes his home in Portland, Oregon, where he also hosts the Meander Open-Mic poetry reading. Andrew has been published in Absinthe Literary Review, Samsara Quarterly, Taverner's Koans, Three Candles, and other journals.
For further reading:
Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 4, No. 3, where "For Elizabeth" ran on September 2, 2004. List other work with these same labels: poetry.
