Joseph Salvatore Aversano



Four Poems


the small rounded
hill crowned

by the village saint's
tomb

with its pyramidal
Seljuk dome;

and the marker stones
of villagers

interred in the
slopes

a little closer to
the saint

than wide heaven


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into the
curl of

the wave
an old

oil painted
dark an

old oil
painted

dread no
more


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the horizon
jagged w/

an island
added

for interest
one can

just about
make it out

if not
too humid

if even
there


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as far as the blue wall of island across
a leafed citrus
                      orchard
                                  sea


so what boat would one need
to cross it

                         if this

Joseph Salvatore Aversano currently resides with his wife Asu on the Central Anatolian Steppe. His most recent poetry has been published in Contemporary Haibun Online, Modern Haiku, and otata.
 
 
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