Tuesday, January 21, 2020

New Poetry by John Grey

Back Again

come into the city
the bright lights,
suddenly remember
all that has been forgotten,

could be anywhere?

no -

could be no place else

- John Grey 2020

Off the Old Interstate

Behind an abandoned store-front,
past a dining room
bereft of repossessed tables and chairs,
in a kitchen
with rusty stove and grill,
scurrying rats
and grease stains on the walls,
in a cupboard under the sink,
a famous chicken recipe
curls up like the dead.

- John Grey 2020

John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in That, Dalhousie Review and North Dakota Quarterly with work upcoming in Qwerty, Chronogram and failbetter.

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