MONO ISSUE 1 PDF FLIPBOOK - Flipbook - Page 91
AFTER THE FALL
by Robert Halleck
A man needs a person.
Once God took a rib
but there are other ways. Why not
beaches, walks, slow talk.
A thief steals a suitcase, leaves
a blue sweater graced by a hole.
There is Cornwall, blue skies,
an old blue sweater against chills.
In November’s waning light
pale sand, white as snow before
it melts into brown earth, rocks.
There are mountains, golden leaves
red leaves. Colour is key. Some years
squirrels burying bounty in crowded
city parks, festivals, and celebrations
of nothing needed for souls
to refresh just like lava lamps
with blue flames to clear heads.
It is all good. That’s a lie.
There is pain, serpents of life.
There is a woman, a man, the
sweater in a drawer forever blue.
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