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      January 20, 2017I Have Just Kissed YouSusan Alkaitis

      Now, rubber ducks fan out
      by the thousands
      into the river.
      I am overwhelmed. Not to change
      anybody’s mind
      but there is a choice: plunge in,
      swim out,
      make a broad net
      of my body,
      begin collecting the debris,
      trapping ducks
      in my floating clothing.
      Stuff them
      into my pockets
      or sit on the shore
      admiring the sky,
      waiting for you.

      from #54 - Winter 2016

      Susan Alkaitis

      “I’ve noticed that when I read a great poem, I feel a touch of vertigo. I thought it was nausea, but it could be that I hold my breath when a poem begins crossing over into something immense or transcendent. Reading poetry is a rush that way. The acute attentiveness regarding what is happening around you and then the smash and edit of writing can be equally exciting. And I am not sure what I love the most, the pure fun of working with the words or actually coercing people to read them.”

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