Three poems, by Nate Logan

 

POEM THAT ENDS WITH A BIRD

The old barrel of laughs was blasted apart last week. 

We’re in trouble with an invocation.

The empty field is hard. We kick the ground to prove it.

Cut us some slack.

Gulp of magpies, mischief of magpies, and tidings of magpies are all the same thing.

 

 

POEM THAT ENDS WITH A BIRD

“The phrase, 'If I never saw you again, it would be too soon,' seems like the long way around,” she said, a turkey peering in the backyard.

 

 

POEM THAT ENDS WITH A BIRD

Epizeuxis is here to stay. 

I’m sorry?

You’ve seen every movie about missing people.

I’m open to suggestions.

At the worst possible moment someone says, “What a doozy.”

The lifeguard tower crumbles.

It’s a common loon that interrupts the news.

 

 

 

Nate Logan is the author of Wrong Horse (Moria Books, 2024) and Inside the Golden Days of Missing You (Magic Helicopter Press, 2019). He lives in Indiana.