My Attempt at a Definition Poem while Reading Allan Peterson

  This is why I love reading: it opens so many doors. While reading Allan Peterson’s Precarious (published by 42 Miles Press, 2014), I began to consider less-than-common terms, synonyms that are so interesting and unique that we often do not use—for instance, why use the term “precarious” when we …

Reading Allan Peterson

  CONTINENTAL   We were sinking The windows were filling with cities as if poured into glasses No one was thinking of drowning No one thinking air ship but there we were submerging A captain turned off the cabin lights We folded our tables    headed down quietly The moon holding its …