Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Kit Zack's "Generational" #Poemaday #NationalPoetryDay


some grandfather I never knew
thrusts his slave-owner hand
from the grave

twists my heart to stone
strewing pebbles under
toes everywhere I tread.

I sift dreams
filaments of ghost nets drift about
submerge days from

avalanching night.
Something in the dark corner
of my mind flashes

into the interrupted moment
then recedes.

Caught in this vortex
I spin present into past
ages before my birth,

crumpled leaves choke
the gutter like all the yesterdays
I must untangle.

Kit Zak participated in the Delaware Division of the Arts Poetry Retreat this year and published poems in the Lumox3 Anthology as well as the following journals: Unrorean, jellyfishwhispers, The Blue Collar Review, A Time of Singing, Newversenews and California Quarterly.

--from the archives of The Broadkill Review
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