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.