Monday, July 16, 2018

Day to Day. by Jake St. John



We waste
our years
in the
rotation
around suns
no where
is far
enough
away
we dance
between
moon beams
thrown against
the bricks
of yesterday
all of us
alone
dancing
in rhythm
the star
dripped
nights
reflected
in puddles
a long
walk home
where ever
that is.

 







Jake St. John writes out of New London, CT and is the author of several collections of poetry and pamphlet poems including, In All The Cities, The Same Faces (CWP Collective, 2017) and Rotations (Night Ballet Press 2015).  His work has appeared in numerous literary and arts magazines such as, The Blue Collar Review, BURP, Big Hammer, and The People’s Tribune. Since 2007 he has served as the editor of Elephant and co-editor of Flying Fish.

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