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  Steve Meador has been fortunate to have found himself among wonderful writers several times, including poems in Wind; The Yearbook of Modern Poetry; Autumn Sky; Boston Literary Magazine. Pudding House Publications has released two of his chapbooks, A Good Sharp Knife and Pack Your Bags. A real estate broker and agent for the last 25 years, he lives with his family in the Tampa area, where he is making more time to work on writing projects.  


Summer 2007

Table of Contents - Vol. III, No. 2

Poetry    Translations    Fiction    Book Notes & Reviews
 

Steve Meador

 

The Trestle

It was the perfect place for boys,
the trestle, the faltering remains
of stone columns that once supported
the steel beams and rails of the Blue Jay
Lumber Company Railway.

Stones worn smooth on the edges,
our own Sphinx slowly crumbling
to sand in the currents of Beaver Creek.
The velvety limestone tops served
as diving platforms, sun-tanning lounges
and classrooms, as older boys parted
the sea of confusion and lead the young.

While others split the water
with nut-crushers, I pawed through
some shale, twisted it apart like an Oreo.
Inside was an immaculate black fern.
I cupped my hands over it and sniffed.
I wanted to taste the same air as the dinosaurs.

 

© Steve Meador

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