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With A Brush Like The Hand Of A Drowning Man

John Grey·July 31, 2018

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With A Brush Like The Hand Of A Drowning Man

written by: John Grey

in a cement park
the rocky bones of chess players

color plait
of summer
catalpas & mimosas

joggers smug
each footstep touching down
like a needle on vinyl

deft
roller-skaters
twisting skateboarders
anything to upset a still-life canvas

a bard
who knows better than the crowd

a woman corroding her torso
with sunspots

is the world incomplete
without this?

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John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Soundings East, Dalhousie Review and Connecticut River Review. Latest book, “Leaves On Pages” is available through Amazon.

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After a long career tinkering in telecommunications, Jim Bartlett switched to tinkering with writing fiction, both requiring a stretch of the imagination. In the course of putting his fingers to the keyboard, he's been fortunate to have quite a number of his stories featured both in print and online in several wonderful publications, including a story selected for "The Best of Fiction on the Web, 1996 – 2017" anthology. While mentally he strolls along a warm California beach with his wife and golden retriever (shhh, she doesn't know she's a dog), physically they reside on a special little island in the Pacific Northwest.

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