Inversion Brilliant as the day, the harbor could be A second sky, a cistern of unblemished Blue, with tides beaten smooth by wind. Past the deep grass of the inlet, a light- House in exile, adorned in a pastoral Frock of arctic white, presides over the Long altar of tumbled stone while a few Gulls circle lazily above, like wisps of Incense rising high into summer air. Remembering, too, how the sky at dusk Seemed to take on the look of land – Say, an orchard just come into bloom – With stars, palest rose and gold glistening, Set adrift like tiny blossoms upon the wind.
John Muro‘s first volume of poems, In the Lilac Hour, was published last fall by Antrim House, and it is available on Amazon. He is a life-long resident of Connecticut, and a graduate of Trinity College, Wesleyan University and the University of Connecticut. John’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in numerous literary journals, including Moria, Euphony, River Heron, Clementine Unbound, Freshwater and the French Literary Review.