Late Apology

50 years late

to the gleaming fat June bug

I scrunched

under my small bare foot

on my way to the ferris wheel

in Lions Park across the street from my house.

I can still see the smooth black shine

of your armor that failed you

just as I landed.

Oh creature of obsidian summer–

forgive me–I only had eyes for the twinkling

lights that twirled in the dusky nearness

while the moon, ascending,

must have eyed us

from its angle of neutral clarity.

Andrea Potos

Andrea Potos is author of several poetry collections, including most recently Her Joy Becomes (Fernwood Press).  Other books include Marrow of Summer (Kelsay Books), Mothershell  (Kelsay Books), A Stone to Carry Home (Salmon Poetry), An Ink Like Early Twilight (Salmon Poetry), We Lit the Lamps Ourselves (Salmon Poetry), and Yaya’s Cloth (Iris Press). Her poems can be found widely in print and online, most recently in The Sun, Poetry East, One Art, Braided Way, How to Love the World:  Poems of Gratitude and Hope (Storey Publishing), and The Path to Kindness (Storey Publishing). Andrea lives in Madison.

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