We have to highlight a great, unique piece by Steve Klepetar, "
So Many Ways" in vol. 5, no. 4 Summer 2014 at
LostCoastReview. This particular genre of poem is one that delves past astronomy into philosophy--and it's a place where most writers get lost. Their work is too untouchable, too much a drone. His piece bucks the odds, and moves from emotion to physicality to what lurks in the hearts of all. There's such a sense of life here, of maturity and complication and time having passed; something many poems don't have, or convey in a cliche way.
Here's an excerpt:
So many ways to watch the world
explode into tiny fragments of colored light:
close your eyes and watch the sun disappear
behind those little curtains of flesh;
climb a mountain on a humid night, straining
up as your arches ache, [...]
There, in moonlight
remember your other name, the secret one
your lover whispered as hands [...]
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