Bright as Mirrors Left in the Grass

Poems by Luisa A. Igloria


Cover Art by Sean Abrahams

Author Biography

Issue 5-1, eChapbook (Series Number 1)
Autumnal Equinox: 20 March 2015

Ask me the time and I point to the sun—

But what of the shadow
dear to the sundial,
or the moss that lines
cracked patio tiles?

What of the breathing
of fish through winter,
and the rushes that carpet
the bottom of the pond?

What of the flowers
whose white throats open
only once, before folding
back into themselves?

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