WINTER
by Craig Kennedy
Night music
The gold streetlamp sheds its
brilliant hysteria
pushing sour sunshine to inifinite
distances
uncharted by the small men in the street
unappreciated by the grapefruit moon.
Winter
Gregorian chant, burning wood,
the midnight blue river
frozen thick and bittersweet,
congealed near the earthen road.
About the Author:
Craig Kennedy writes poetry and short fiction. He lives in the New York City area.
