Crusade Resulting in Spain
By Philip Kobylarz
Migration Issue, Fall 2015
Marvels in clouds. An angel, bare breasted, wings
lowered, wears a bracelet and dreams of perching
on granite that is good like a life had, then passed.
Crowds at the market walk through each other
with closed eyes. Peeking at the ground below,
snails are stretching out, after rain, extending
antennae, in steps that are wishes for bone.
Splinters in concrete, flowers sprout, a natural
yellow, griffin feathers caught in the leaves of trees.
The castle fell at mid-sun today and bodies
were thrown about the gateway. Presumed to rot
until only armor remains. Coat of arms, eggshells of tombstones.
Photo Credit | Gail Taylor, 2015
Philip Kobylarz is a teacher and writer of fiction, poetry, book reviews, and essays. He has worked as a journalist and film critic for newspapers in Memphis, TN. His work appears in such publications as Paris Review, Poetry, and The Best American Poetry series. The author of a book of poems concerning life in the south of France, he has recently published a short story collection titled Now Leaving Nowheresville.