hospital garden
silence
stretches out
from an empty bed
through a blank window
and arched itself over
the small, green, hospital garden.
on a boat, Georgia Strait
Mount Baker towered above its collar of cloud. I leaned
the gunnel to spy the crags, the ledges, the icy ravines BLOOSH!!
SALT WATER! Cold face, blurry eyes–
sassy black fin
slipping beneath the waves.
Bionote
Jonathan's poems and essays have appeared or are forthcoming in various publications including The Georgia Straight, Nebo Literary Magazine, Cirque Journal, Two Hawks Quarterly, and Poetry Pacific. He lives in Vancouver, Canada.
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