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Repair Your Mind! ... Reflection at an Abandoned Silo by JEFFREY C. ALFIER
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JEFFREY C. ALFIER
Reflection at an Abandoned Silo
-- Complex 571-5, Madera Canyon, Arizona

Under this desert moon
night drains poison from me...

Strange to think at one time
suspicion built bombers
and men of power dreamed
this landscape into glass.

The poet's rule is "when we think we are unique, we are not; when we think we are not unique, we are."

Alfier's title is explicit, unique: perhaps a farm: yes, rural; but no, this is a farm of suspicion that poisons us so greatly that it drains us - by comparison, personal 'unique' sins are belittled, made transparent and simple... though abhorent here, like a land of glass. - JH

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MICHAELA A. GABRIEL
[red right hand]

a deformed churchbell rings
suddenly, rings once, startling
red spotlights into staccato dance.

he turns into a sinister duke,
coal-black hair, his face a stage
for eerie light-and-shadow play.

all the monstrous, grim-faced
demons inside us wake up, gather
in curtain folds, red hands clasped.

every word he sings is true, murder
stories at bedtime. i've never seen
blue lights bleeding before.

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Poet Michaela Gabriel, from Vienna Austria, writes: "Incredible as it seems, my life is based on a true story." We will see more of her poetry this year while we pray that her true story continues to generate more good poetry.

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