The Tower of the Lighthouse Releases Collections of Gulls / martin willitts

their white pages of grief
are the borders in which poems
are a bridge over the cap
of a sailor dreaming
a tattoo of a mermaid.
To be that young again,
when words formed
on the bridge of my tongue
ah, what I have I missed.
The gulls circle like towers
over sea caps
to the border where a woman
teases with her hips,
her scales still wet with excitement.
Ah, what I would do with her
cannot be printed on the page
for it scans the bridges of land and sea
with light from the lighthouse
as gulls weaving through the borders
of the print of the mermaid’s skirt.
Ah, there is a cap to what I can do with her.
There is a border
to what I want and what I can
simple as a poem without images
on her tongue like the taste of mangoes
if we kissed.


catch a fire prompts for October: tower, gull, border, bridge, cap


Martin Willitts Jr’s recent poems appeared in Blue Fifth, Parting Gifts, Bent Pin, Nantuck River Review, The Centrifugal Eye, Quiddity, and others. His tenth chapbook is The Garden of French Horns (Pudding House Publications, 2008) and his second full-length collection is The Hummingbird (March Street Press, 2009). He co-edits

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