Saturday, February 7, 2009

The Smudge, winter 1978-1070

Herewith, the latest selection from dusted-off published poetry and short fiction, circa 1970s vintage and beyond....


Poem

Self contemplates
the black-on-white
wonders
what it means -
surely it
means something?
and expedites
its passage
through uncertain mails
to the critical
eyes of editors
to greet finally
a disinterested public.

c. 1978 Rita Rosenfeld
published in The Smudge Review Section

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