Sunday, December 12, 2021

Great Depths by S. A. Gerber

 Perched on the 
roof of a 
shack at the shore, 
trying to catch 
a million stars 
in an near 
empty fifth- bottle. 
How many dreams 
have sank to 
great depths in 
the dark, vast 
sea stretched out 
before me? Millions. 
How many tears 
would it require  
to fill it, 
I’ve often pondered. 
How many incidents 
that drive us 
to those tears 
have affected us? 
Have personally touched 
those we see? 
Another thing we 
will never know. 
How many stars 
in the now  
empty fifth-bottle? 
How many answers? 
What’s the difference?




S. A. Gerber is a native and resident again of Los Angeles, CA. after having spent  twenty-four years in a neighboring “city of sin” in the Silver State of Nevada.  

His work has appeared in such diverse publications as Desert Voices Magazine… Subtopian Magazine…Talking Sidewalks… Mad Swirl, (where he is a “contributing Poet”)… Sediment Literary and Arts Journal… Poetica Magazine… Black Heart Magazine… The Blue Collar Review…Los Angeles Review of Los Angeles… The Linden Avenue Literary Journal…The Poet’s Haven…Stray Light Literary Magazine… Literature in Los Angeles Magazine… Opiate Magazine… Pacific Poetry… Neologism Poetry Journal…The Lyric…Free Venice Beachhead… The Shot Glass Journal…,Dove Tales-“Empathy in Art: Embracing the Other”, Writing for Peace, International Journal of the Arts, and Alien Buddha Press-Holiday Anthology-2020. 

He is also a member of the Los Angeles Poet’s Society, (where his work can be found “Spotlighted” on their website). 
His three (3) volumes of poetry, Under the Radar, Inventory, and Old School Rhyme can all be obtained on Barnes & Noble and Amazon.com, as well as Beyond Baroque Bookstore in Venice, Ca. The Amber Unicorn in Las Vegas, NV. The Book Monster in Santa Monica, Ca., The Book Jewel in Westchester, Ca. and  City Lights Bookstore, San Francisco, Ca. 
 

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