Kurtis Ebeling - Poppies

In these days of bitter cold, poet Kurtis Ebeling has offered us an imagistic window into idyllic summer with his tranquil poem “Poppies”. The easy hush of space, light, and life converge in Kurt’s sparse lines, in the drone of dragonflies and the slow sultry air drawn through boughs of pine and willow. Carve a moment out of your day, and lose yourself in the summer to come with “Poppies”.

Poppies

A sigh —-above the bedsheet
—–petals of poppies —-bled black

at their center —-tinged orange
—–in tired daylight —-pulls

through the leaves of a shifting
—–willow. —-Dragonflies

hum —-clear as glass —-drone
—–in the slow air of late

summer —-washing over
—–as shadows —-alighting

through pines like water —-swell
—–in the dead grass beneath them.

Kurtis Ebeling

Kurtis Ebeling is an MFA in Creative Writing and MA in English graduate from Eastern Washington University. His poems have been published with 86 Logic, Beyond Words Magazine, Cathexis Northwest Press, The Dewdrop, Dreich Magazine, Duck Head Journal, and others.