New Poetry by Mark J. Mitchell

KITCHEN LESSON

Fishing in a knife drawer

A finger slips.

The thin line, invisible

At first, broadens

To a red seam and spreads

Down the palm

Completely obliterating

Your life line.


- Mark J. Mitchell 2012



CHROMATIC

The page

Did not ask
For these words
To be dropped
Between blue lines
Like seeds on snow.

And it didn’t

Invite blackbirds
To pluck them off,
One by one, just
Before you closed
The red cover.

It just

Happened that way.


- Mark J. Mitchell 2012



Mark is a Californian poet based in San Francisco.