Hyssop and wormwood. A riverine green.
Leaf -- or is it the root? -- perfects our doom
Under her slow pour: ice water blushing
Indolence smooths the cream room to a clerk's
Angst, all the old loneliness warms. Even
In pleats of coy maids, diaphanous through
No, more. Cordial pours me she elixir --
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Poem, Copyright 2001, Jeff Crandall | Sunlight through Alder
Image Copyright 2001, Pamela Moore Dionne |
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Jeff Crandall is a poet and artist living in Seattle. His book, The
Grief Pool, won a 1999 King County Arts Award. His poems have appeared
in The Seattle Review, Cream City Review and other journals.
He is a founding editor of Floating Bridge Press.
The Absinthe Parlor is an acrostic sonnet (10 syllables per line, rhyme scheme, 14 lines, the first letter of each line combining to form a word ). |
Pamela Moore Dionne studied painting through the University of Alaska Extension in Ketchikan, Alaska and with Mel Wallace at Olympic College. She is the founder and managing editor of Literary Salt which can be found online at www.literarysalt.com. |
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