GRAVE ROBBERS IN THE DISTANCE
a mile or so from this oasis,
comes a tapping tuned to
vast star vaults,
the endless pulsing of the
lovers fringed by hibiscus leaf
to the woman at the well
man plucking dates from a low hanging bough
stop and listen.
are at the tombs.
robbers cheat the air of quiet.
there, where pyramids leak into
great dry ocean,
where crescent moon gleams
like jackal's grin,
a cheer arises, flares oil
lamps to their fullest.
camel trader cracks his joints.
whispers, "They've found something."
the horizon, where tiny flames
as one broad flare,
rips hot wind night apart,
then is struck down senseless
by the dunes.
weaver beds down.
tinsmith dips his tongue in running water.
one, the distant lights recede, then
Something was sought, was found,
played out the dire quittance of getting
what you wish for. Death too must have its
John Grey is an Australian
poet, US resident, recently published in Orbis, Dalhousie Review,
and the Round Table. Latest books, Leaves on Pages, and Memory
Outside the Head, are available through Amazon.
Ann Marie Rhiel
is the Assistant Art Director for Yellow Mama
Webzine. She was born and raised in Bronx, New York, presently living in New Jersey. She
reconnected with her passion for art in 2016 and has had her work exhibited in art galleries
around northern New Jersey ever since. She is a commissioned painting artist, who also
enjoys photography. Her work has also appeared in Black Petals and Megazine