​blood      moon     eclipse

Poetry by ​Stephanie Sesic 

Northeast Ohio Writer

driving home from sex at dusk 
in the first bare week of spring

I turn a corner and gasp at the moon
rising at the end of the street 

ancient chandelier suspended
in the trees’ fractal embrace

surely this fleeting swell 
is sustenance

shadow-skimmed 
blood-dimmed 

we swallow its brightness
stand now on some other planet

a bird calling out of time
startled perhaps from dream

in the darkest part of night 
how long does it take

for such a wild little thing
to sink its way back into slumber

Stephanie Sesic 

Stephanie Sesic teaches writing at Cuyahoga Community College and is happiest when dancing under the sky or visiting her favorite trees in the
Cuyahoga Valley. Her chapbook, Approaching Equinox, was just published by Bottlecap Press. Poems have appeared recently at Gordon Square Review, Bell Press, Channel, The Sunlight Press, and Coastal Shelf. Her first chapbook, The Intimate Verge, was published by Pudding House Publications in 2008.