FRANK SAMPERI ~

settling



of the nature

of falling










in poverty

    knowing nobody

water flowing in

    from all sides













riding a train

looking at homes

desiring a home













transfixed



seeing flow

in the light

on the floor











    an old man leaning out of a window

knowing himself useless

               the potted plant beside him

backing him up









pigeons

all

in a flash

under one

tree












why see you

other than

perfect woman

moving gently

along stream

thru wood










isolation


grass

along

a river

in shadow












a couple on a bench

their kids over

by the sand pile

even tho rain

any minute









in a clearing

in a wood

at twilight

a family



walking about

gathering

strange enough

driftwood








each facet light accordingly

the souls responding

orienting

becoming

together

perfect

gem










____________________
Frank Samperi
Infinitesimals
Elizabeth Press

LINDA GREGG ~

Elegance

All that is uncared for.

Left alone in the stillness

in that pure silence married

to the stillness of nature.

A door off its hinges,

shade and shadows in an empty room.

Leaks for light. Raw where

the tin roof rusted through.

The rustle of weeds in their

different kinds of air in the mornings,

year after year.

A pecan tree, and the house

made out of mud bricks. Accurate

and unexpected beauty, rattling

and singing. If not to the sun,

then to nothing and to no one.

_____________________

“Elegance” by Linda Gregg (1942-2019)

 All of It Singing 

Graywolf Press