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Volume 9.2

Lawrence Di Stefano

Relapsing Green

Like sadness, most days of the year,
can go unnoticed,

the dry field outside
wants to hide too,

wants to be alone,
wants to not communicate,
wants to ponder a little longer,

the wind,
and keep its secret for once

until it cannot, until it rains,

and perhaps,
where its blurred plain fills the window,

turn green
again—

cloud shadow breaking open
with little birds

flipping and folding
over its color—

so green and seldom so, we have to stop
just to look

and take in its honest intensity—

how it says, with a green flush,

that it’d rather make demands,
or better yet, just sing them for once

(you know lovers meet in fields like this)

I don’t know how to be any more quiet.

Without you, there is only field.

Lawrence DS

Lawrence Di Stefano’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Columbia Journal, RHINO, Southern Humanities Review, Sugar House Review, and Santa Clara Review, among other journals. He holds an MFA in poetry from San Diego State University and is Co-editor of poetry at The Los Angeles Review. He is currently working on his debut chapbook. www.lawrencedistefano.com

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