Stephen Fuller *** Poetry, Essays

Posts tagged ‘recovery’

Though…

Though I am picking the winter season’s horse shitAnd putting it in the green wheelbarrowEverything depends on this moment. I don’t want to forget it, the…

Should

Should I collect each patron and spatter their wordsSeeming to tale the tells of individuals Walking and sitting and crowding the spaceWe vacated past. A year…

And so…

And soThe quiter quits quiting finding the kickKicked him back to the place he meant to beSo he went, a begrudged child, pouter, and manBecame man,…

My Breath

My breathSeems to come slower these daysAs if it felt unneeded or, perhaps,Unwanted. Like awakening at nightBy the moment of day that stuckFeeling like a burr…

Moon

Moon, I have made up my mind, from where I standI can just jump into youAnd so I will, catch me, MoonCatch me.The snow will pop…