Sunday 4 June 2023

One Poem by Susan Isla Tepper

 



Crunch in the Night

 

It’s Thursday and you’re fearful

what does Thursday carry

in its small sack

Perhaps some fruit or

cookies that go crunch in the night

 

Nothing really special

anymore in that sack

 

No love letters

or dried flowers

saved from your wedding bouquet

bound with white silk ribbon

— gone to ash




Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty-year writer and the author of 11 published books of fiction and poetry and 2 stage plays. Her play ‘The Crooked Heart” concerning artist Jackson Pollock in his later years was presented as a staged reading on October 25, 2022 at the Irish Repertory Theatre in NYC. Tepper’s new satirical Novel titled ‘Office’ is coming any day now from Wilderness House Press. Another Novel titled ‘Hair of a Fallen Angel’ will be published by Cervena Barva Press in the spring. http://www.susantepper.com

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