(Erasure from Poe)
I muttered Nothing more.
Bleak December wrought
its ghost vainly
Purple curtains—darkness there.
I stood burning.
one burden bore: dirges
of Never swung
Black plume floatingon the floor.
©2015 Taunja Thomson
About the Author Taunja Thomson
My poetry has appeared in The Cincinnati Poets’ Collective, The Cincinnati Poetry Review, The Licking River Review, The Aurorean (2014), Lime Hawk Collective Arts Journal (2015), Really System (2015), Squalorly (2015), and Wild Age Press (2015). My poem “Seahorse and Moon” was nominated for the Pushcart Award in 2005. The Cahaba River Journal will feature my work in its 2015 spring and summer editions. I have a writer’s page on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/TaunjaThomsonWriter.I reside in Kentucky with my husband and seven cats, where I practice collage craft, terrarium creation, and water gardening.