Portside

Some Sort of Shining
By Howie Good

I’m sitting in front of my laptop
at the dining room table,
but staring out the window
without even registering
that all the leaves are down,
my thoughts circling & circling,
like nagging black flies,
around the bastards at work,
when a deer, a stag, comes
bounding out of the woods,
some sort of shining,
offering just a glimpse
before bleeding back
into the trees & pulling the door
to that other universe
quietly shut behind it.

Howie Good’s latest poetry collections are Bad for the Heart (Prolific Press) and Dark Specks in a Blue Sky (Another New Calligraphy). He is recipient of the 2015 Press Americana Prize for Poetry for his forthcoming collection Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements.