Hektoen International

A Journal of Medical Humanities

Tag: Five Untitled Poems

  • Five Untitled Poems

    Simon PerchikEast Hampton, New York, United States * Slowly the glass, half filled, halfmelting down for a slippernot yet hardened into light is flickering the way a moonstill sets itself on firethen changes into taking its time and you become an old womanwith a cane, around and aroundas if this rim at last remembers overflows…