Aug 9

POETRY

The Cliffs of Dover, UK
Photo by Tatiana via Pexels

The Fiend appeared in the rain
at the top of the cliff,
no need for him to fall again.

The blind man fell from a mind
that could imagine a fall
that saved.
That Christ, that Satan,
fell betrayed and rose redeemed.

The mind set him gently on the sand
and…

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Aug 2

POETRY

A woman in a white dress with smoke around her head
Photo by cottonbro via Pexels

Queen of smoke,
heaven’s daughter,
you were never more
than Apollo’s laughter
anyway, a puff of gray,
a miasmatic haze
of burnt tobacco
silver as solder,
dangerous like motherhood.

A hole in the ground for a church,
Facilis descensus Averno,
you muttered perched
above the fuming fissure,
mouth foaming, eyes shut,
but just try hauling…

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Matthew Thiele

Matthew Thiele

Teacher. Satirist. Scholar. Published in Slackjaw, Points in Case, McSweeney’s, Ben Jonson Journal, and elsewhere. Definitely not a robot. Or an alien.