Glass Poetry Press

Volume Six Issue One

Lawrence Eby

from Project Bombardier: Poems in Response to Aerial Bombings


St. Abbot searches for his shovel in a shed behind the cathedral. It has grown shy of rough hands — wear drying up the shaft to splinter and split. Sirens end power outages. Sparks lost to underground caves where a river chases the dark. A bat colony has taken the vacancy for granted. Caves are wary creatures. They hide, unwilling to visit the surface. So they send their sentries to view the it for them.