by Tony Kitt
Do you like sea oranges, querida?
The ones that yellow the blue. In the waves
of experience, they pulsate like a university.
When a storm stares at us through
sky leaves, I hide inside your autumn.
Look at these bubble couples drifting
towards the end of imagination –
will we foam like that when the ordinary
ordains itself? Or will we do what we were taught
and shield a stop-rot thought?
Where are you now that you are younger
than your children and I older than my memory?
Are you an abandoned city or a dreamt-up one?
I have sent you an orange seed in a bottle
that I dispatched down the veins of the impossible.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tony Kitt lives in Dublin, Ireland. His poems appear in multiple magazines and anthologies, including Oxford Poetry, Poetry Ireland Review, The North, Cyphers, The Honest Ulsterman, The American Journal of Poetry, Plume, Matter, etc. His collection entitled Endurable Infinity has been published by the University of Pittsburgh Press, in the Pitt series, in 2022. His other collection, Sky Sailing, is due from Salmon Poetry, Ireland, in 2024. His chapbook, The Magic Phlute, has been published by SurVision Books, Ireland, in 2019, and another chapbook, Further Through Time, by Origami Poems Project, USA, in 2022. He edited the anthology of Ukrainian poetry about the war in English translation entitled Invasion (SurVision Books, 2022), and was the winner of the Maria Edgeworth Poetry Prize.
Last updated January 27, 2024