Nightview, New York, 1932
Here it is: a cozy of gems stitched down your sleeve.
hot against your temple.
You hold the lights like children in your gaze.
The tempo of traffic.
Inhale the shoe polish deep in the subway.
Shoulder the cold as if it’s a woman you can’t leave.
Heidi Seaborn is in her Poet 2.0 incarnation. She wrote prodigiously in her youth then stopped. After three decades, three kids, four marriages, 27 moves and a successful business career, she started writing again with the advantage of all that experience. Today Heidi lives in Seattle, and benefits from the mentorship of David Wagoner. Her poetry can be found in Puget Soundings, Concrete Wolf’s Ice Dream Anthology, the Flying South 2016 Anthology, Fredericksburg Literary & Arts Review, the Voices Project, in the book Fast Moving Water and elsewhere.
The Ekphrastic Review
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