Phil & Allen, Caroline & Allah acquire a lantern factory, casting the vexed sadness of candles under the carpet. Honestly, how beautifully they blaze from the ceiling in the parlor, their mirth spreading wildly across the lawn by the pool at dusk, winning glances of intimacy akin to what woke the goddess from piety. But aren’t we forgetting the treachery that dresses attraction, the organs that beef up the soup, the wolf in the architecture, the ceremonies of sovereignty that successively mask an alternate network of corruption?
Peter J. Grieco is former professor of English and retired school bus driver. His poems are widely published in small magazines on-line and in print. His blog [https://pjgrieco.wordpress.com/ ] archives much of this work. His chapbook collection of ekphrastic verse, “The Bind Man’s Meal,” is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press.