From the Castle of Resentment
Sometimes on the inside
a word is granted power
and suddenly, lips, bright and red
as mercy’s puckered promise
consume the air before turning away,
singing, what do you think now?
We thought nothing of forgiveness.
It thought even less of us.
About the Author: Daniel Edward Moore lives in Washington on Whidbey Island. His work is forthcoming in Xavier Review, The Chiron Review, Hurricane Review, Bryant Literary Review, The Meadow Journal, The Stillwater Review, Clackamas Literary Review and The Denver Quarterly, and Sheila-Na-Gig. His book, “Waxing the Dents,” is from Brick Road Poetry Press.
Image Credit: Gustav Klimt “Avenue to the Kammer Castle” (1912) Public domain image courtesy of Artvee
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