R L Swihart


What a shame.  The same hand
gilded the Bringer of Light
fashioned your grave. 
Guttering quiet, thick walls,
patient feet.  Here docent eyes reveal
white pearls, paper lanterns, a surreal
leading down Birkenweg
before burying things
back into night.  
Böttcherstrasse in winter’s gray: a flock of bells.
Craning pedestrians, auguring flight.

R L Swihart currently resides with his wife and two girls in Long Beach, CA. His works have appeared in various e-zines and print magazines. New work is slated to appear in the Spring 2006 Issue of the Avatar Review.

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