If We Were Still Young, It Wouldn’t Matter

In winter south
Light blinds no
Matter the time.

Earth’s angle
Shoots it
Straight

Arrow
To the brain
So nothing

Appears the same.
I wobble
Like a leaf

Already withered,
Brown clinging
To a branch

That no longer
Can
Nourish.

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Joseph Lisowski

Joseph Lisowski

Joseph Lisowski won the University of North Carolina Board of Governors Teacher of the Year Award (2013-2014).His most recent poetry book publications are STASHU KAPINSKI DREAMS OF GLORY (full length, Sweatshoppe Publications, 2013) and BLUE SEASON (with Steve Klepetar, chapbook, mgv2>publishing, 2013).
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