Common Miracles
Winner - The Booksie 2020 Poetry Contest
Poem by: Aidan Fortner
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A cloud turns into rain, into a lake.
The coin of the moon becomes a rib
and then a coin again.
Think of every thunderstorm
you’ve watched and how never
once were you struck by lightning.
I’ve been kissed by women as if they were singing hymns,
singing blues songs,
singing like coyotes chasing their own echoes
through the mountain grass
just before dawn, when the air
is soft and the stars are still visible,
so close you can see them stutter
but not fall.
Submitted: July 27, 2020
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A multi-colored bridge stretched across the sky after the sun has cried. Another common miracle. Nicely done! Write on!
Sat, January 30th, 2021 1:31am