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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Longitude


If on a spring night, the moon splits its thin grin
between a last rose glow and the first star,
who’s to say it’s not a new start? Someone yells

from inside Joe’s Bar on the corner, 
first pitch, first out!
the grassy field beside it’s matted, brown, still beaten
down by months of ice and heavy boots. This old weight

pumps like a heart and not a forsythia bloom in sight.
The 61-B exhales its passengers and smoke into the
dusk. Heady, this not quite, this precipice, this tease,

and all along the sidewalks-- voices, though the shouts
of children have quieted behind the screen doors
slightly open to the breezes. Once my child

spent whole evenings on the floor, mapping
make believe cities, the wiggly blue line of rivers,
the inverted brown “V’s” of mountain tops,

the whole scripted continent situated squarely
by his drawing hand. It was probably not yet spring then, too,
crescent moon and sleepy dog curled upon the fireplace tile.

I knew enough, even then--new mother that I was—
to risk desire, to risk greed, to want to hold it all within my hand
and apologize to no one for this:

cartography of the long march, the time passed, the grown, the moved on.


Sharon Fagan McDermott
is a poet and literature teacher at a private high school. She has published three chapbooks of poetry, including Alley Scatting (Parallel Press, University of Wisconsin-Madison) and Bitter Acoustic, chosen by the poet Betty Adcock as the winner of the 2011 Jacar Press Chapbook contest. She was a recipient of a 2002 PA Council on the Arts award and a 2001 Pittsburgh Foundation artist award.

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