Another Visit From The Muse by Howie Good

The grass was covered with the camp chairs and picnic blankets of the sort of spotty people who charge a fee just to read your poems. And I don’t need that. I thought of saying something, but there were so many youngsters running around, and more coming all the time, and most of them under the spell of happiness guaranteed. Days later, couples that had gone rowing on the pond were still feeling the effects of female Viagra in the water. Everyone has theories about who’s responsible. All I know is I couldn’t see where the light was coming in, I could only see it was, the green leaves almost too green.

Howie Good

Howie Good is the recipient of the 2015 Press Americana Prize for Poetry for his collection “Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements”.


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