Time Gulp

Midflight freeze-frame.

In the hour of haunted terrain,

a sliver of myth-time ruptures

at the center of the labyrinth.

Moons blink from our faces

to flood the walls transparent.

By damp light of fallen stars

in nearby leaves, we run.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places. View all posts by Stacey C. Johnson

4 thoughts on “Time Gulp”

Bartholomew Barker – Hillsborough, North Carolina – Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.

Bartholomew Barker says:

March 20, 2023 at 6:47 pm

Wow. Just wow.

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1. Stacey C. Johnson – I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.
  
  Stacey C. Johnson says:
  
  March 20, 2023 at 7:03 pm
  
  Bartholomew. Thank you so much.
  
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Richard Reeve – The Catskills – Richard Reeve is a consultant, entrepreneur, advocate, writer, digital artist, gardener, cook, and producer of all things involving Krater Café.

Richard Reeve says:

March 20, 2023 at 11:03 pm

Thank you Stacy for putting words to the confusions of the labyrinth.

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1. Stacey C. Johnson – I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.
  
  Stacey C. Johnson says:
  
  March 21, 2023 at 5:15 am
  
  Richard, thank you.
  
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