Note from the Editors

 

   SEEING RED 

    ENDU(RED) ADMI(RED)
    DESI(RED) WONDE(RED)
    RUMO(RED) ADO(RED)
    ENAMO(RED) INSPI(RED)
    DISCOVE(RED) SAC(RED)
    HUNGE(RED) WONDE(RED)
    EXPLO(RED) FEATU(RED)
    AUTHO(RED) SEA(RED)
    DA(RED) UNCENSO(RED)
    SOA(RED) ADVENTU(RED)

 

 

    


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Cassandra Confuses the Chorus for a Flock of Birds


horizontal on the wind.
It’s September, and corn is the color of wheat;
anyone could get confused.
The birds are as gray and unnamed
as general ignorance
but make parallelograms of absence
against a sky that same gray blue
as the bleacher stairs in the new gym.
At first, the radio’s on too loud
for warm-ups, the freshmen sidestepping
back and forth across the home court.
Before the varsity game, a bench player
trills the national anthem in various keys.
The Chorus speaks as one, or alternating,
parents and cheerleaders keeping equidistant
as they wave or sway, birds whether blown or flying.
Homecoming theme this year’s The Wizard of Oz
and nobody knows what’s what in a cyclone.


Kathleen Kirk is the author of four poetry chapbooks, most recently Nocturnes (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2012). Her work appears in a variety of print and online magazines, including Arsenic Lobster, Menacing Hedge, Poetry East, and Crab Creek Review. She is the poetry editor for Escape Into Life.


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