Poetry - Issue 20 | May 2014

Two poems by Pepper Trail

En Route

Every key is left behind
Front door, back door, shed
The car, the wife’s car, the work car
Office building, office, filing cabinet
Wife, older son, younger son, dog
Shelves of books, racks of wine
With empty pockets, I am ready for the sky
The hours of ocean, the turning earth
The descent, the new language, the new world
Strange birds in the trees, and a city of doors
To try, one by one

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About the author

Trail is an ornithologist, photographer, natural history guide, and poet. His work has taken him around the world, with time living in Panama, Suriname, American Samoa, and Vietnam.  Recent memorable trips include a circumnavigation of the Black Sea, and an inspection of crocodile farms in the Mekong Delta.  His poetry has appeared in Atlanta Review, Borderlands, Comstock Review, Kyoto Journal and Spillway.

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