KENNETH POBO
Fresh Start
At the front window, pinwheels of light turn.
It’s only six a.m., dawn just awake.
The day begins, a fire about to burn.
Our black cat sits on the sill looking stern—
He stares into the yard and doesn’t shake.
At the window pinwheels of light turn.
Like a baby bird, I have much to learn
and unlearn, how to live, how not to quake.
The day begins, a fire about to burn
before sunlight fades and darkness must return—
every minute precious with much at stake.
At the window pinwheels of light turn
and turn. I let go of each fraught concern.
Fresh hours give me time to make or remake.
The day begins, a fire about to burn
away confusion. I learn to discern
how to navigate between grief and ache.
At the front window, pinwheels of light turn—
the day begins, a fire about to burn.
Kenneth Pobo has a new book out called At The Window, Silence (Fernwood Press) Forthcoming is Raylene And Skip (Wolfson Press).
Unfortunately I have just spent the last seven days in hospital
after an injury, and haven't been able to process the September issue and will have to move it back to October. Sorry about this. I may not respond to your emails in the usual time as I am on strong meds.
It's not easy getting a book or pamphlet accepted for review these days. So in addition to the regular review section, the One Poem Review feature will allow more poets' to reach a wider audience - one poem featured from a new book/pamphlet along with a cover JPG and a link to the publisher's website. Contact the editor if you have released a book/pamphlet in the last twelve months or expect to have one published. Details here
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