Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||New Yorker Cartoons on a Fridge|
Of course, you can tell quite a lot
about someone from their New Yorker
cartoons on the fridge, pinned like
hostages of nostalgia by a bottle opener
| ||The Sentinel|
"You get these nuts from time to time," the Captain sometimes growls.
"Especially in these domestic things.
Thank God most of them are harmless."
| ||Old Shoe|
On a cold
I walked down
An Athenian Street
| ||Fall, Helsinki|
The first cool hint of winter
Came this Sunday morning
From a pale blue sky
| ||My grey shadow|
next to me is my grey shadow
the one that falls into a shade
and holds a candle when it rains.
its borrowed soul is from my own
| ||So Liquid |
Like words fixed in time on empty page,
Some images tucked away that only we see,
The mind that writes sees all at every stage
And streamlines all till taken is all space free.
See how it burns
turning into ashes what we have taken for granted
Winds we reap;
| ||The gravity of the thing, fourth and sycamore, and thinking of the rumblefish in faraway Canada|
What is a healthy response to exquisitely
stunning white fields of snow? You are the
love of my life, my love, the fire of my loins,
my substitute for narrowly missing Alaska,
| ||Deer and Heron|
I am in his power.
He flys away. Seconds
passed before he looked
at me. Before he decided
I could not be trusted.