Two Pieces by Ron Koppelberger

Shadowy Flight

Attained in chance and sanction, ravaged by
Rare satisfactions of backward trespass and
Entrance, precise, given in blows
Of distant walnut noise, cracking
In savory delight and shadowy flight.
A twilight nod, uneasy and in
Lilly-white amaranths
Of stone.


Midnight Sure

The design of suffering drama and
Feasting silence,
A shadow in substance and discovery, the sanctified prairie
Tumble fulfilled by the shy ancient
Allay of what’s taken in close comfort and upon
The mantle of affair, brilliance and etched crystal
Beauty, the miracle in midnight sure.

{Poems by Ron Koppelberger}