Ron Henry lives in Ithaca, NY, and works in communications at Cornell University. Over the years he has been a book seller, an environmental activist, a library book cataloger, and a technical writer. His poetry has appeared in Poethia, rife, readme, Pig Iron, Hiram Poetry Review, and many other publications. From 1997 to 2006, he edited the online poetry journal Aught, back issues of which can still be read at www.aughtpoetry.com.
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Dream, of Dream
was like to breathe cloud, to drink
I remember well broken
just pointed through the windshield.
No oasis out here. Or I dream
past stained and shattered barrels
they come from. where do they go,
that pushed a straight stitch through
“Ek Pankha Tha, Ek Takiya Tha, Diptych” by Azanat Mansoor Butt. 2018. Digital Photograph. 23 x 16.5 & 16.5 x 11.5 inches.
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