Experiment in Weightlessness
Upside down fishbowl
occupant
right side up
tablecloths like spiraling
butterflies
brown lace-up shoe
a woman’s
random receipts brochures
sticky notes
last year’s desk calendar
curling uncurling
a glowing suspended instant
strangers on the ledge
faces averted
unwilling to witness
the tragedy of
scorched birds in flight.
The Power
I plant thoughts in your head,
walk a mile in your shoes
and leave you to wonder
where all that sand came from.
You once accused me of being
all talk and no action,
but you would tremble with fear
if you could see me now.
Magic dances on my fingertips,
sparks crackle in my hair.
I cook my meals these days
without ever going near the stove.
I just sear chunks of flesh
with the heat of my regard.
By Jeffrey Park
Jeffrey Park’s poetry has appeared most recently in Star*Line, phantom kangaroo, Mad Swirl, and Danse Macabre. A native of Baltimore, Jeffrey currently lives in Goettingen, Germany, where he is lecturer for Scientific English at the Georg-August-Univeritaet. Links to all of his published work can be found at www.scribbles-and-dribbles.com.
