A SKY WITHOUT CLOUDS by Mark Lamoureux

A Sky Without Clouds

hush · issue 6

Falling up
into a sky without clouds
Without my pain
I am still alone
Looking into the water
where I might fall & be done
with all this useless air
& the words that curl their barbed tails.
Jellyfish have no hearts;
an earthworm cut in half
begins two lives; both halves of me
must wait
to be born again. Trees
rebloom in spring;
why can’t I?

Mark Lamoureux

lives in New Haven, Connecticut and teaches English at Connecticut State Community College Housatonic. He is the author of six volumes of poetry, most recently Frimaire, published by White Stag Publishing. His work has appeared in Fence, spoKe, Yes Poetry, Ping Pong, and other publications.