Bridge to Deer Isle

Within summer’s
darkened glade;
snaking earth’s
brittle edge.

Stand, above
green needle
maze: bones
of the sentry.

Swaying mantis;
wire and steel
ribbon and breeze,
the piney black night.

Last test the pilgrim;
this tilted rock of
gold and blue and
white foam,

where everyone
who wakes,

About the author

Garrin Riggin, a former broadcast news reporter, currently works as an illustrator/fine artist. His poems have appeared in Beloit Poetry Journal, A Clean, Well-Lighted…

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Issue 16 · October 2012

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