Two More Poems by Steven M. Sloan

Enigma A flash of lightning In the darkest night May seem like nothing More than vivid light, For this frequent sight To some may seem trite; But over water Such flashes of light Fill me with ardor To free fancy’s might In symbolic flight — The better to spite Those narrow of mind, Whose thoughts are too tight And heavily rimed To be recondite At the common sight Of black lakes and light. To me, a white flash Reveals the … Read on…