Stefanie Bennett has published several books of poetry and had poems appear in Dead Snakes, The Fib Review, IS&T, The Galway Review, Snow Monkey, Shot Glass Journal, Communion, Snorkel, and others. Of mixed ancestry [Irish/Italian/Paugussett-Shawnee] she was born in Queensland, Australia. Stefanie’s latest collection “The Vanishing” is published by Walleah Press and available from Walleah and Amazon.
The Rose Window
The Rose Window
... Do I abdicate? My year’s breath
Shortens and sight’s
Less detailed. But, I can
Still make sense of short-wave
Variations – it’s just
The pronunciation that’s altered.
Once, aspiration’s reverence could
Be drawn from
The immense tautology
Of the bookshelf, Here – the Logos!
There – the halcyon
Cloud and I...
A wistful intermediary mouthing
Incantations to
The day-breaking moon. Yet,
Circuit-breakers can be found
Where molten
Brevity begins while
The reeded pool turned holograph
Welcomes a pale
Star-twinning theme.
“And age,” said Han-Shan (off-side
Of life and time)
“Is comfortless.”
Forger
I have created this silence
Disguised
As a poem
For all those
Who have
Everything
But a poem
And silence.
Lucidity
Look, the marigold (quite rightly)
Seized the doorpost’s
Seasonal tenure
No chameleon
Commandeers...
Next, the centipede – as soon
As it learned
To walk
And talk
With salubrious giants
Understood, how amid
An enriched
Peat propagation,
Holding
Hands
Demystified
The Odyssey.
('First published in "The Vanishing" by
Famous Reporter, Walleah Press.)
Shortens and sight’s
Less detailed. But, I can
Still make sense of short-wave
Variations – it’s just
The pronunciation that’s altered.
Once, aspiration’s reverence could
Be drawn from
The immense tautology
Of the bookshelf, Here – the Logos!
There – the halcyon
Cloud and I...
A wistful intermediary mouthing
Incantations to
The day-breaking moon. Yet,
Circuit-breakers can be found
Where molten
Brevity begins while
The reeded pool turned holograph
Welcomes a pale
Star-twinning theme.
“And age,” said Han-Shan (off-side
Of life and time)
“Is comfortless.”
Forger
I have created this silence
Disguised
As a poem
For all those
Who have
Everything
But a poem
And silence.
Lucidity
Look, the marigold (quite rightly)
Seized the doorpost’s
Seasonal tenure
No chameleon
Commandeers...
Next, the centipede – as soon
As it learned
To walk
And talk
With salubrious giants
Understood, how amid
An enriched
Peat propagation,
Holding
Hands
Demystified
The Odyssey.
('First published in "The Vanishing" by
Famous Reporter, Walleah Press.)
© Stefanie Bennett
