by Eugenia Macer-Story
Invisible fireworks over the roof
Dull celebratory explosions
Above my sleep or over on side street
Elusive airbursts: perhaps gunfire
As when I heard the “rat tat” in a coffee shop
Touring up Greek mountains toward Delphi
& jumped up from the table, sighting the yard
Perhaps with the reflexes of a ghost picnicking
With tourists now & into the future: causeways
& the credit collapsed amid gunfire
Outside the ancient treasury house & with shouts
Rooted somehow within the fiery small suns
Extra above dark mountain stone
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Eugenia Macer-Story was an american poet and playwright and director who has also received recognition nternationally for her visual art. Her Magick Mirror Communications endeavor began as a Bicentennial project in 1975-76 in Salem, Massachusetts, has traveled as a store-happening through a number of intermediate locations, and is now located in midtown Manhattan in the Broadway renovation area. She passed away on December 17, 2013.
Last updated May 01, 2015