Midsummer XX

by Glen Armstrong

The poets and folksingers
Who weave their parallel universe
Have never heard of you

No naked foot
Hastens upon its wings

No face brightens
As your name is rescued from
Muddled thoughts

Yet you breathe
In and out
Warm nothings

Owing legend everything

Free to slip through windows / bricks
Pines / sleepy witnesses

Saying nothing
Maybe

They dream

Staying nimble
Saving your kisses for now.

Musical composition by Glen Armstrong

Glen Armstrong holds an MFA in English from the University of Massachusetts, Amherst and teaches writing at Oakland University in Rochester, Michigan. He edits a poetry journal called Cruel Garters and has three recent chapbooks: Set List (Bitchin Kitsch,) In Stone and The Most Awkward Silence of All (both Cruel Garters Press.) His work has appeared in Poetry Northwest, Conduit and Cloudbank.

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By Stacy Maddox on Oct 19, 2016 20:46 (UTC)

I happened upon Subprimal Poetry Art through an internet search and I'm so glad I did! My eyes caught your first two lines and I was hooked. Keep up the great work!

Stacy

By Victor D. Sandiego on Oct 21, 2016 19:16 (UTC)

Thank you Stacey, for your kind words! Glad you're enjoying our various contributors. Our latest issue has just been published. We've added video to some works; hope you enjoy.