person Jonathan Witte, four poems
An editor for the federal government, Jonathan Witte has a master’s degree in English literature from the University of Maryland. He lives in Silver Spring, MD, with his wife and three children. This is the first time he has submitted his poetry for publication.
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Solo Voyage
Evening docks
like a desolate ship,
indigo and monolithic,
its umbral sails
swelling above
the distant hips of
a titanic continent.
Sleep tastes like a mossy anchor;
it lurches, shifts, and slips into gear—
the sound of stars grinding on stars.
I sail across an ocean of teeth.
I acquiesce. I drown
in the velvet
whirlpool of
your absence.
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Origami
What am I supposed to tell
the children when they bring
their deformed beasts to me?
I teach them the word menagerie as
they clear the project table and sweep
up cuttings from the kitchen floor.
We gather without you for another
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