Eva Lundsager, Were now like (detail), 2021, oil on canvas
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This stone bending over you
bulges with moons, craters
brought closer for more darkness
enlarged the way its arch
spreads out and gradually
a second horizon helps you track
how far before each night
gives up its faith in steppingstones
covers your grave…
as if a footbridge this smooth
is as simple as turning a corner
hidden with hours and distances.
Simon Perchik is an attorney whose poems have appeared in Partisan Review, The Nation, AGNI, The New Yorker, and elsewhere. His most recent collection is Almost Rain, published by River Otter Press (2013). For more information, free e-books and his essay titled “Magic, Illusion and Other Realities” please visit his website at www.simonperchik.com. (updated 4/2016)