In Arcadia
Able Muse Write Prize for Poetry, 2012 ▪ Finalist
In Arcadia
We hadn’t pictured paradise
with vultures circling overhead.
Edenic lushness has a price
we hadn’t pictured. Paradise
seems changeless, but its clock’s precise.
“It’s feeding time,” the watchers said.
We hadn’t pictured paradise
with vultures, circling overhead.
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