Hot sticky streets, the tar
spreaders still urging protection, surfaces
hot, complaining, molten.
To move cars seems impotent,
the urge to flee crowds, the grip
of tires on asphalt halting progress
toward ocean’s deep blue waves.
Stuck in the midwest, land-locked
in steam, in air fluid with
insects, the only coolness
found in motel room’s
medicinal aura, jets of sun's heat
releasing outside foggy windows.
The coast can be seen, but not
felt, and tires slog another mile,
each side of highways
strewn with fast food’s grease.
the breezes are lost today,
and the map only shows distance in miles.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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