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      February 27, 2023ProjectionCandace Moore

      What I took to be a man
      cradling a woman in his arms and kissing her
      turned out to be the gardener carrying
      a pile of leaves he had gathered
       
      What I took to be a billboard that said Gold Cock Motel
      turned out to be a billboard that said Gold Crest Motel
       
      What I took to be a sentence that said, I have an officer in my garage
      turned out to be a sentence that said, I have an office in my garage
       
      What I took to be a screen at the ATM machine
      that said your transformation is being processed
      turned out to be a screen that said
      your transaction is being processed
       
      What I took to be a friend anxious to see me
      turned out to be an intruder kicking in the door
       
      What I took to be a Buddha sitting under the tree
      turned out to be an old lady reading
       
      What I took to be an old lady reading
      turned out to be me

      from #78 – Winter 2022

      Candace Moore

      “Despite my father coaching me that ‘there is no money in poetry,’ I’ve been reading and writing poetry ever since I was a teenager and I discovered Edna St. Vincent Millay, whose entire book of collected poems I wrote out in long hand. If I was asked what three poets I would invite to a dinner party it would be Rumi, Leonard Cohen, and Emily Dickinson. I agree with Emily: ‘A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day.’”

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