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Where words come to burn . . .

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Pyrokinection Pyrokinection Where words come to burn . . . Pages Home Submission Guidelines About Us Kind of a Hurricane Press Sunday, October 2, 2022 Three Poems by Wayne F. Burke   Stay up all night and listen to the  radio and write; the dark in me spreads on pages as branches scratch in calligraphic on the window, and the snow sifts and wite-outs' the  dawn. The sky is not sky but lava the birds swim through at their own risk and leisure, unlike me, hurdling through at 500 mph in an aluminum tube that incubates fright. As the sun sets behind the  ridge line, a truck driver backs his truck into a barroom's parking lot. A girl, standing in front of the  bar, puffs on a cigarette. The barroom door swings open and shut as a pizza-delivery man exits, and  a bird, on a telephone line, dives and disappears from my sight-- all of which has something to do with me but I am not quite sure  what. Wayne F. Burke's poetry has been ...

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