A Poem by Robert Lietz


Here then, from high noon to high midnight,
the winter light adds up
in shadows, similes, stopping at the walnut, ash,
tulip and spruce branches,
over a year’s menagerie, come so far south you’d think
you’re asked to name the animals.
But, stymied, stalled, your eye let search the snow’s
reiteration, you only
apologize, confess, rejoice, in an inquisition’s chattiness,
the points of which,
for all the interrupting, you might describe as education,
if only to lighten sentences,
to overlook offenses, whatever the fathers said of it, of
the snowfall settled
and snow moved off, while Peter and Paul, with their own
good news tucked deep,
coats buttoned to their chins against the season, and
separate ways embraced,
discover how cold can keep men close, as it was promised,
prophesied, until, eventually,
the milk runs out and fabled cheeses, though it’s too early
yet, to think about conspiracies,
about broadband, porn, the blogs and the pop chefs
finishing up with spices, about
the next crow-scribbled snow and party colors, too early yet,
browsing as they must
or traveling on assignment, since there were rooms, cells,
with ping-pong below and sanctuaries,
with cots of our own and orgies of remembrance, where
all we could ask, or mean to ask,
began with the creams and toiletries, the scents of inks
left over from the old days,
some magic to work through yet, bridging our lusts
in time, and
our remembering, the headier moments, just
like that, emptying
and     deepening.


About Robert Lietz

Robert Lietz is the author of eight published collections of poems,  including Running in Place (L’Epervier Press,), At Park and East Division( L’Epervier Press,) The Lindbergh Half-century (L’Epervier Press,) The Inheritance (Sandhills Press,) and Storm Service (Basfal Books). Basfal also published After Business in the West: New and Selected Poems. Over 700 of his poems have been published in print and online journals, including recent publications in Istanbul Literary Review, The Pittsburgh Quarterly Online, Avatar, Contrary, Terrain, Valparaiso Review, Salt River Review, and Lily. Lietz keeps active writing and exploring his interest in digital photography and image processing and their relationship to the development of his poetry.

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