No Birds
Yesterday a searing dusk
watered the sky. What if Earth,
a capsule, contains only
the past, puzzling as prehistory,
colorless as old photographs,
silent, as in an empty church,
as in abandoned towns,
as in birds before dawn,
or if there were no birds
to announce their wonder
at having lasted the night.
Paula Colangelo’s poetry is published in Salamander, Sugar House Review, SWWIM Every Day, among other journals, and is forthcoming in The Comstock Review. She has been nominated for The Pushcart Prize and her chapbook, Apartment Logic for Night Owls, was chosen as a semifinalist in the Flume Press Chapbook Contest. Her book reviews appear in Pleiades and Rain Taxi. She has taught poetry in healing focused rehabilitation programs.
The Marbled Sigh 