Picaroon Poetry - Issue #19 - November 2019
Well here we are, rogues and rebels, readers and writers - our last issue of Picaroon until the middle of 2021. I want to thank everyone who appears in this issue - poems about busking and goats, fruitcake and pawn shops, and Christmas and ghosts and so much more - and everyone who has ever sent something our way, been published in other issues, or read what our writers have shared with you.
Well here we are, rogues and rebels, readers and writers - our last issue of Picaroon until the middle of 2021. I want to thank everyone who appears in this issue - poems about busking and goats, fruitcake and pawn shops, and Christmas and ghosts and so much more - and everyone who has ever sent something our way, been published in other issues, or read what our writers have shared with you.
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Cynthia Anderson<br />
Saturn Returns<br />
The sky’s taskmaster arrives before dawn<br />
blinding my window like an oncoming train.<br />
I hide my head, but when I look back,<br />
he’s still there—bigger, brighter, higher.<br />
What does the sun of the night want?<br />
All week I watch him ride the window.<br />
Saturn doesn’t understand no. At twilight,<br />
dressed in army camouflage, he rings<br />
the doorbell, selling magazine subscriptions.<br />
He wants to open a martial arts studio,<br />
claims, I don’t need luck. It’s true—<br />
lord of death, time, and karma,<br />
he already has what he needs.<br />
It’s New Year’s Eve. Does the world<br />
reflect our thoughts, or is it trickier<br />
than that? No matter. Saturn’s gone—<br />
I’m unsettled and relieved.<br />
*’Saturn Returns’ appears in Cynthia’s new book Route (Cholla Needles Press,<br />
August <strong>2019</strong>)<br />
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