PoetryIssue 17 | March 2013

Three Poems by R L Swihart

Inukshuk (Vancouver)

He wanted total darkness when he slept, not a crack of light.
When he left the room, he wanted to leave without
making a sound.

He didn’t want the jam to drop from his thumbprint scone.
And the real challenge is to get a little jam in every bite.

He wanted every line to be title-worthy (here he thought of
Herta Müller).

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Paradise—or something less mythic, unreal—could be abstracted
from this uneven cloth.

And the opposite could be true.

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About the author

R L Swihart loves travelling: A circuitous journey from Amsterdam to Poland and back again has just given him a few new beads on his I’ve-been-there bracelet: Aachen, Dresden, Wroclaw, etc. Recent publications include Avatar Review, Burningword Literary Journal, and Rain Magazine.

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