Black Hole Ekphrastic …the dark itself not dark enough At Night, Stanley Plumly Dog’s eye darkness. Hung spider-like in your starry black bag, scoping all comers like a blind decoy eyeing its prey. Gas lighting those who come too close until another sun is caught and brought into the fold. Seeing is never believing. You appeared to me as black coffee—shining, lightless. Your space your time. I can only hypothesize your insides with the finite horizon of eyes. But touch? You give a rim of sealed skin. Then nothing. Henry Crawford Henry Crawford is a poet whose work has appeared in several journals and online publications including Boulevard, Copper Nickel, Folio, Borderline Press and The Offbeat. He was a 2016 Pushcart nominee. His first collection of poetry, American Software, was published in 2017 by CW Books. His poem Blackout was just selected by the Southern Humanities Review as a finalist in the Jake Adam York Witness Poetry Contest. His multimedia poem, Windows and Secrets, was a finalist in the 2018 Slippery Elm Journal Multimedia Poetry Contest. His website is HenryCrawfordPoetry.com.
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