Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Poems by Francis Masat   Quakes and Wrecks "A sloop of amber slips away       Upon an ether sea, And wrecks in peace a purple tar      The son of ecstasy." - Emily Dickinson And to rejoin in kind we must: Two lips of coral lie once more       Beneath a seaside mound, Where quakes abating caused the gods       To sigh a dying sound. Cosi What god knew to take her speech? She never said "I love you." Not once. She always used her eyes. Next Poem
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