Sleeping on Amtrak
Evening slathers borrowed gold
on strangers’ faces,
drops a skin of rain
on fields and silos streaming by.
A faint click-clack with shadows
fans shuttered eyes.
Towns recede like memories of kisses,
broken toys, first snow, seventh grade.
Tracks tunnel into haze
enveloping a trestle over mocha river veins.
Loosely worn by summer,
dusk's threadbare veil caresses us,
as fragile as the fog that shelters lovers,
as quick to vanish as
one-hundred years of steam.
The Sofa on Mt. Everest
from a dream by Mary Norbert Korte
Of course it is a purple couch
(Or should I say divan?)
at rest on Chomolungma’s flank
where heart-shaped cushions
flesh the ribs
of Buddha's childhood home.
There, Yeti reclines,
doe-eyed and saying nothing,
allowing his hair to fall like snow
on velvet tundra's satin arms.
In his lap, a gift of yellow silk
which, night-by-night, the creature
shyly offers to the nun.
©2009 by Paul Fisher
Paul Fisher’s manuscript, Rumors of Shore is the winner of the 2009
Blue Light Press Book Award. Recent poems have appeared or are
forthcoming in Cave Wall, Centrifugal Eye, DMQ Review, Kakalak 2009 Anthology
of Carolina Poets, Mannequin Envy, Pedestal, Umbrella Journal, and
various other publications. A Pacific Northwest expatriate and recipient
of an Individual Artist’s Fellowship in Poetry from the Oregon Arts Commission,
Paul is a graduate of the MFA program at New England College, and currently
lives in Nags Head, North Carolina, with his wife, Linda, and a small
menagerie of animals.