The stop and start and bend
each corrosive twilight
People in this place
are inclined to forgive:
Skulls from stray dogs and
foxes unearthed
make for good ashtrays and
catchy conversation
on the bars and table tops
Where people drink ‘til their eyes
roll back in their skull.
My father, who liked his pint
or three used to remark
about the beauty in the upward climb
on the road back to my house
after an evening.
Gone now, I drive it alone—
The low mountain gazing down
brownish in the street lamps
seems abandoned
to the hawkish winter.
Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty year writer in all genres. Her most recent book, a Novel titled Hair Of A Fallen Angel, came out in the fall from Spuyten Duyvil Books, NYC. Tepper has also written 7 stage plays. Her third play titled EVA & ADAMO will present at The Tank, NYC, early fall. www.susantepper.com
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