Poetry Tuesday: Michael Patrick Collins

Soul’s Parable

from the collection Psalmandala (ELJ Publications, 2014)

“This is not the breeze that held the twelve villagers together, or the
crows who squawked, guarding the forest to the west. Those gathered
are not standing in a circle. There is no hawk on the horizon, no
woman with subtle wrinkles below her eyes with her hair in a bun who
will not submit to tears, nor any such thing as a small girl delighting a
haze of rose petals around the couple in the center. This is not the
small bag packed and waiting behind the table at his mother’s, but only
the ring he offered the finger of the last girl he would kiss. It was
springtime. The year that the war came.”

Michael Patrick Collins’s poems have appeared in numerous publications, including Grist, Kenning Journal, PANK, SOFTBLOW and Smartish Place.

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