ORANGE SKY
In the west the sky glows orange
Light scattered by the pollution
Right before the sun goes down beyond the shore
Is this a harbinger of a happier time ahead
Or just a precursor of another black night
Let’s wait for tomorrow
And see how the day progresses
Will the sky at dusk glow a brighter orange
Streaked with crimson
Or will the disappearing light plunge us directly into the darkness
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Howard Pflanzer is a poet, playwright, and fiction writer. Dead Birds or Avian Blues was published by Fly By Night Press in 2011. Recent publications include FIVE Poetry, And Then, Downtown Brooklyn, Home Planet News, Pratik, Poems:LES Festival of the Arts Dedicated to the Lower East Side (TNC 2016, 2017), Of Burgers and Barrooms (Main Street Rag 2017), and WORD:An Anthology by A Gathering of the Tribes (2017). His hybrid performance piece, Walt Whitman Opera, adapted from Whitman’s poetry with music by Constance Cooper, was presented at the undergroundzero festival in New York in July 2014.
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