Mendon Ponds

Life is just beginning todawn on most of us.But that happens here quickerthan most other places.  Even though here, the glacierswere lured into a dead end,as the huge claws of timehauled across the ground likea long pause in someone’sconversation, leaving shoulder humpslike a bison’s, in looselyformed spherical organisms.  Here, I feel the improbabilityof our connected minds.Codes in the maple […]

The Heart is a Constellation

Dying almost assoon as it is born,the heart dances ingroups of newborn stars. The heart isa constellation-a great disk shaped systemof gas, a retinue of unlit planets:An accident by the standards of the cosmos.Like a colossal swarm and a starsimply spluttering its way througha long series of ordinary eruptions. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included […]

A Good Kiss

A good kiss smells like nectar-filled factories and feels like skin wrapped over a corpse. Erupting from long-patient seeds,it stands still in the mouth, as eyelids movewith the vaporizing speed of a crouching cougarat a midday spring. Shimmering ghostly white. A good kiss is petite, luminous, and stingless.Buzzing like undisturbed bees sipping from the edges covered with pink and emerald beadwork, […]