Poetry | Winter 2023

Two Poems

by John Muro

Reassessment

Unperturbed by coastal gales,

a tern glides past with a fluid

grace I can only envy when

suddenly it rises and arcs back-

wards against the wind as if

it was telling itself to return

and set aside its daytime tasks

and to look more closely at

the Gorgon wreaths of bladder

wrack, cauldrons of tidal foam

and soft-spooling eddies of

nickel-blue waters, and reconsider

the silent plenty of light that’s

been spliced from the waves

and then applied like glaze upon

the peninsula’s coarse under-

belly of granite, festooned with

periwinkles, snails and purple

colonies of mussels, and even

the near-distant beds of sea

roses that are clipped by wind

and curve in a florid crescent

away from the harbor, realizing

this stretch of shoreline merits

more than a four-square fly-by

and nautical salutations composed

of strident sharps and flats.

Inheritance

Wasn’t it, though, a solemn 

and peaceful place where walks 

near day’s end instilled a reawakening 

of self and a certain wonder for the 

smaller miracles of creation? 

Though now, years later, silence 

and sanctuary are both casualties 

of progress and the snow-soft 

swaths of fern, mountain laurels, 

and groves of birch that had settled 

sideways have all been brushed 

aside by a wind as dark as pitch, 

and even stars have been pilfered 

from heaven and placed upon 

a garish canvas of sodium light 

and evening’s vespers no longer 

drip from branches to ear like 

an unexpected grace but from 

the cacophony of horns and 

low-throttled engines and the 

dull hum and crackle of currents 

that scurry across these dark 

deltas littered with poles and 

wires that stretch out towards 

the near horizon like misshaped 

equations designed to measure 

the expanse between the world 

we had hoped for and what has 

been salvaged and left to us.

Twice nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2021 and, more recently, for the Best of the Net in 2022, John Muro is a resident of Connecticut and a graduate of Trinity College. His two volumes of poems, In the Lilac Hour (2020) and Pastoral Suite (2022), were published by Antrim House and both are available on Amazon. John’s poems have appeared in numerous literary journals, including Acumen, Barnstorm, Euphony, MORIA, pacificReview, River Heron and Sky Island. Instagram: @johntmuro

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