AZIMUTHS
Summer, a suitable garden. With/without reasons, leaving. In the bulb of her hand, a match stick. Beyond the circling hills, a road back to nowhere. With the requisite signs. Six % downgrade, dangerous curves. We rest to intake stars, stop. Parcels belying their addresses, the dance a tassel. Many routes to a fog pond, which the map says is not there.
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Philip Kobylarz is a teacher and writer of fiction, poetry, book reviews, and essays. He has worked as a journalist and film critic for newspapers in Memphis, TN. His work appears in such publications as Paris Review, Poetry, and The Best American Poetry series. The author of a book of poems concerning life in the south of France, he has a collection of short fiction and a book-length essay forthcoming.