Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Poems by Jim McCurry   Scherzo The vast sultan Night sits, mighty, implacable. His decree to Psyche: Keep me entertained-- if you value sunrise!     Scherzando I'll do what I have to to live within reason she thought the man unheeded, her patron, boss, his two eyes flaring off in different directions she thinks of her dress, dust on linen, like a canvas, as a child     Next Poem
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