Dear Jack O’Lantern

Rapture is our discipline.
Ed Foster

Night’s mouth—you deliver
a crescent of infinite silence.

Out of a hollowed globe,
you project pollinated gold.

Your eyes spill light’s echo.
It’s great to have you back.

I want to believe you will
follow me, Jack,

like a bloodhound running
underground.

Using my mother’s knife
to free your face,

I make an O and in it put all
of what’s unable to be said.

 

________

Jeffrey Cyphers Wright is a publisher, critic, eco-activist, and artist, but is best known as a poet. Spuyten Duyvil recently published his 12th book Triple Crown, Sonnets. Wright produces literary events in conjunction with his publication Live Mag!.

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