orange hawkweed

by Matthew Stokdyk

glowing coals in the green
bow their fuzzy heads
under the moon
collecting tongues
into rubbery jade grey skin
making the front lawn
more spectacle
than a barnfire.

Originally published in issue 28.2 of Hummingbird.

Their website has not yet updated to include a link to the issue, so I will have to return here and add a link when it's available.

To tell the truth, I generally dislike most poetry journals. However, Hummingbird is a rare exception. Reading through the contributor copy was a delight. Perhaps there is a Wisconsin-born-and-raised taste that I share with the editors, or perhaps my Millenial psyche drives me to like short poems, but this magazine—my being featured in it not withstanding—is something special.

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