Mark Danowsky

Becoming Aware of the Tide

 

Just today I feel older

 

Driving to the vet

 

Driving 17 miles for a hat I left behind

at a monthly meeting

 

Listening to a folk-rock album

awash in distracted serenity

 

Ebbing as soon

as it draws attention

 

 

Coleridge Stares at the Sea in Search of Star Ratings

 

We accept sponges

as they line up along our shores

 

Hate the sand-

glasses up, lying for the sun

 

Hate the strain-

bags happy to gulp burn

 

Melt over mogul diamonds buried

deep enough to require faith

 

by Mark Danowsky

 

Mark Danowsky’s poetry has appeared in Alba, Cordite, Grey Sparrow, Mobius, Shot Glass Journal, Third Wednesday and other journals. Mark is originally from the Philadelphia area, but currently resides in North-Central West Virginia. He works for a private detective agency and is Managing Editor for the Schuylkill Valley Journal.

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