Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Blue Sky; a poem by Stephen Poleskie

Blue Sky

The blue sky is not a ceiling

that we can write upon with white chalk

but only a blue or gray or golden moment,

which records our passage through time.

These rare moments of closing

when things, like people,

come together only briefly,

fearful for those fleeting seconds

when they need one another.

The blue sky is not a ceiling.

The blue sky surrounds us always.

The blue sky reaches to the ground.

Passing but not touching

Meeting but not greeting

Looking but not seeing

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Blue Sky was written in 1989 and was published as a hand printed book, with six of Poleskie's linocuts, in an edition of fifty by the College of Art and Design, Loughborough, UK, when he was artist-in-residence there. A copy of this book is in the rare book collection of the Museum of Modern Art in New York.

This poem has recently been published in, From the Finger Lakes, a Poetry Anthology, edited by Peter Fortunato and John Hopper. The book can be ordered here: https://www.amazon.com/Finger-Lakes-PoetryAnthology/dp/1681111438/ref=sr_1_2s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1477443833&sr=1-2&keywords=From+the+Finger+Lakes 

Stephen Poleskie’s writing, fiction, non-fiction and poetry has appeared in numerous journals in the USA and in Australia, Czech Republic, Germany, India, Italy, Mexico, the Philippines, and the UK; as well as in five anthologies, and been three times nominated for a Pushcart Prize.  He has published five novels and two books of short fiction. Poleskie has taught at The School of Visual Arts, NYC, the University of California/Berkeley, and Cornell University, and been a resident at the American Academy in Rome. He writes a regular column for Ragazine.cc. Poleskie lives in Ithaca, NY. website: www.StephenPoleskie.com

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