Thursday, March 3, 2022

On the Corner By John Drudge

The nighttime

Is more alive

Somehow

A strange pallor

Behind dark tones

A shaded rose

On a dimly lit table

The ticking of a clock

In the dark

With a blank page

Dedicated to love

In a blood red room

Bathed in orange

And green light

From the neon sign

On the corner







John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology.  He is the author of four books of poetry: “March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), and Fragments (2021). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.


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