Takes on a Storm

– M. A. Istvan Jr.

1

Dusky nimbi
dampen the glow
of closed blinds.

The cotton sheet
cloaks us from squalls
stirred by fans.

And the tin roof rings.

2

To evade the death conniption
recall that urge to stay in
bed
those dark mornings of storm.

Say it was the urge to
forsake
keeping the jigsaw together
(though that would be a lie).

3

Drawing the drapes
on this pouring slate day
stops shadows from drooling
down the bookcase.

4

Pearl-end stems of liquid
coronets
over impact craters closing.

Limpid domes afloat upon
plashets
behind each pother reposing.

5

Sheets of lashing rains
gust-swept down dead ends
like silky top-sands
over desert dunes.

Each swift white ripple
vanishing into viridity.

6

You feel bad that you must
go to write lines or paint
as opposed to sitting here
meditating on the rain.

But let comfort you this.
Doing so makes you the rain
rather than its devotee.

7

The flood carried away
his mound of grass clippings
building for twenty years
at the edge of the forest.


M. A. ISTVAN JR., still into extreme shoulder pads, spends most of his
time lobbying for the rerelease of BoKu, an adult juice box from the
90s. Visit his page at https://txstate.academia.edu/MichaelIstvanJr.

image

Leave a Reply