by Jayne Marek
Caprice
Or is it indifference––
I wrestle while another engine
crushes tiny islands.
In a boarded,
unlit house, sea level,
I hold for hurricanes––
what they dredge up––
shells and coffins.
Kept in dark,
rains come,
I abide.
In paintings
of the deluge––humans
cling naked
to the sides of the ark.
Paula Colangelo’s poems are published in Salamander, Sugar House Review, SWWIM Every Day, Lily Poetry Review, Connecticut River Review and Slant, among other journals. Her book reviews appear in Pleiades and Rain Taxi. She has taught poetry in healing focused rehabilitation programs and serves on the board of the Hudson Valley Writers Center.
Jayne Marek’s writings and photos appear in Rattle, Terrain, The New York Times, Spillway, Bloodroot, Calyx, Catamaran, One, Gulf Stream, and elsewhere. She has provided cover art for Typehouse, Chestnut Review, Silk Road, Bombay Gin, Amsterdam Quarterly’s 2018 Yearbook, and The Bend, as well as for four full-length poetry books. She lives in the Pacific Northwest, where she writes, photographs, and learns about natural history. https://www.pw.org/content/jayne_marek.