Friday, January 19, 2024

Taking Up Space By Bruce Morton

Elbows planted
Firm on the bar
Holds down his place
He contemplates space
Black holes and voids
Thinking—
About everything
He avoids here
Sipping just one more
Beer calculating
The elasticity of red light
As it stretches in the night
And the difference between
A gigayear and yesterday




Bruce Morton divides his time between Montana and Arizona. His collection, Planet Mort, is just published (FootHills Publishing, 2024).
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