Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Eric Burke Painted by Strangers the trees at our altitude bare from disease we stand at the overlook looking at the forest below Bohemian Boss A patchwork of packets, a chiasmus of salt and pepper around a center of sugar, taped in place as publicly as his art requires in the corner of his office. (cf. Basho's "Clouds Now and Again") Something to hang up -- some photograph, some painting, some sufficiently meaningful placeholder I can pass by, most evenings, and acknowledge. (Basho translation by Bernard Lionel Einbond) Next Poem
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