Swallows by Benjamin Chee Chee
Sunshine sends shadow, he warns, then describes the feathering of his mother’s bangs and the spirit she could not find. Colour is a barrier, he warns, condemns the red man, seals him up in the coldness of infinite white. I draw what I see, he says, life between connecting lines, motion beyond simple confinement, the true purpose of flight. Cyndi MacMillan This poem was written as part of the ekphrastic 20 Poem Challenge. Cyndi MacMillan poetry has recently appeared in Grain Magazine and the Fieldstone Review. Her verse, short fiction and novel-in-progress resentfully compete for her attention. She lives in New Hamburg, Ontario, home to North America’s largest working water wheel. Coffee and family allow ideas to percolate.
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