Saturday, February 02, 2013

New Poetry by Mark Nenadov


Resolve is slightly out of my reach
like that lonely cookie jar
only accessible by a stool.
The stool is misplaced.

If resolve is a cookie
inside that jar
then I'm dieting
and nothing else sounds good.
How will I quench my hunger?

What have I done with
my precious time
other than spin my wheels
on the dry, dusty dunes
of a quiet afternoon?

- Mark Nenadov 2013

Mark Nenadov lives in Essex, Ontario, Canada with his lovely wife and their baby daughter. Mark's poems have appeared in publications such as Wilderness House Literary Review, WestWard Quarterly, Northern Michigan University's The Lightkeeper, and Pif Magazine. See for more details.

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