I Leant On Your Hand Once by Renier Palland

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] FOR A I leant on your hand once. It was fleeting, like a light caught in my window – emprisoned and atomic You leant on my wrist like a lean, low tree that catches the late night...

If You Arrive by Renier Palland

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] for C If you arrive at my window like a distorted vine which outgrew itself, I shall welcome you into the glass. Your lithe breathing will become the dusks and dawns of each day. You will burn...

Megan by Renier Palland

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] I miss your eyes when they open excitedly, like windows overlooking a softlit garden in Spring. I want to find your hands in the sleepdusk oil that spills over us every afternoon. You are so near me...