Four Poems by Nolcha Fox

 

Enthusiasm without a plan

 

is sections of wooden slats 

erected haphazardly

through the yard,

resting against

vague hopes

of becoming a fence,

of joining hands

through trees 

and the neighbour’s 

swimming pool,

a winding noose

to suffocate spare time,

a windmill to fight

until you sell the house.

For Ken Tomaro

 

Moonlight and Shadows

 

The moon is a narcotic, 

a dose of dreams,

we stagger under its weight,

resting only in shadows

of trees and walls.

 

At precisely the time

 

the world ends,

my attention wanders 

to the brick of light

through the window

chasing deadbeat

shadows and blank spaces.

 

Stranger

 

I see you on the platform,

your face a shadow

underneath your hat.

You leave the train car

at my station.

When I turn,

you disappear from sight. 

I hear your footsteps 

echo mine

down dusky roads.

I spin around,

no one behind.

Alone at home,

I hear your voice,

a whisper rising

from the cracks

between the floorboards.

You chill the room,

replacing summer heat.

 

Nolcha Fox - Nolcha’s poems have been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Alien Buddha Zine, Medusa’s Kitchen, and others. Her chapbooks, “My Father’s Ghost Hates Cats” and “The Big Unda” are available on Amazon. Nominee for 2023 Best of The Net. Editor for Kiss My Poetry. Accidental interviewer.

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