Two poems
warm, somewhere less:
sat looking out
and the window swam in frost.
jonah said
we would travel to sunflowers
and maybe outrun this
whimpering sidewalk
of snow.
the buzzards, he said
would be happy to
have us.
later,
i would recount this as
the buzzards would have no voice.
so what does it matter?
but i liked my forest
of bitter and bitten
pines.
and i liked waiting for the crawling
innards of sunflowers; and they
looked better through my
breath and the window.
where i was found:
the water unwhittled by the flanks
of the boat
in the center; sweat & flitting eyes
& it was a good song
but slumped by the cart flowering yellow
rice and peonies
was a more interesting beat —
breath & there were shining, swollen glasses
& they were toasting to
literature and dark skies
empty textbooks &
in my flushed, curious stumble of
words
i wasted
see, i only ever knew infatuation softly
iridescence ———————
& i craved
Art by Pride Nyasha
Pride Nyasha Mapfumo (1993) is a Zimbabwean male artist and expressionist painter whose work seeks to explore the emotions that arise from the dynamic nature of love and relationships. He received his degree in Applied Science (Architectural Studies) from Curtin University in 2016. A couple of months later, he launched himself as a freelance artist and designer. Instagram: @pride_nyasha
Noa Padawer-Blatt is a rising junior from Toronto, Ontario. She is currently the lead editor of INKspire, an online literary platform, and her work has been featured in the Blue Marble Review’s February 2019 Winter Poems. She attended the launch program of the Kenyon Young Science Writers Workshop, as well as the School of the New York Times for Cultural and Creative Writing. Her poems search to divulge both her heritage and modern issues, and the moments where the two collide.