Dragonfly wings—mother of pearl
trilled with charcoal and pine,
finely transparent above
the buoyant bluegills suspended
below flowering lily pads
with azure and emerald
scales, each a tiny gem,
mesmerizing
in the dark
nibbling
cold.
“Surfaces” was printed in Hawthorne Road, No. 2 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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