Like Feathers

/ Issue 13.2 /

Like feathers, they drift in
from somewhere out-of-frame,
and none of them can name
where they have been.

Too briefly do they stay
in-frame, falling, lifting,
lightly slanting, drifting
down and away,

with perfect gravity,
into the waiting grave.
They love us but behave
so thoughtlessly.

Jane Greer

Jane Greer

Jane Greer edited Plains Poetry Journal (1981-1993), an advance guard of the New Formalism movement. Her poetry collections include Love like a Conflagration (2020) and The World as We Know It Is Falling Away (2022), both from Lambing Press. Greer gave a weeklong series of readings in Pittsburgh, Steubenville, and St. Paul last fall. She lives in North Dakota.
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Jane Greer edited Plains Poetry Journal (1981-1993), an advance guard of the New Formalism movement. Her poetry collections include Love like a Conflagration (2020) and The World as We Know It Is Falling Away (2022), both from Lambing Press. Greer gave a weeklong series of readings in Pittsburgh, Steubenville, and St. Paul last fall. She lives in North Dakota.