Gold Summer is ending, the light sharp and silent. Yesterday I rounded a curve and everywhere rivers of light streamed around islets of fog, white laced with gold and the goldenrod in the field below shining like sequins. Trees on the ridge splintered the sky into stars. I drove on – wetlands wisping into air, swamp maples touched with fire, a brilliant goldfinch, singing, on a wire.
Lisken Van Pelt Dus teaches languages, writing, and martial arts in western Massachusetts. Her poetry can be found in many journals, including most recently Sand Hills Literary Magazine, Book of Matches, Split Rock Review, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, and the Ekphrastic Review, and in anthologies such as the Crafty Poet Anthology Series, as well as in her book What We’re Made Of (2016). A new chapbook, Letters to my Dead, was released in 2022.
Amethyst Review 