Home
Editor's Page
YM Artists' Page
"Skeeter", the Official YM Mascot
YM Guidelines
Contact Us & Links to Other Sites
Factoids
The Beetlemeyer Exhaltation_Fiction by Steve Carr
A Farmer's Tale-Fiction by James Kompany
Date with Yellow Mama-Fiction by Tom Barker
Sweet Spot-Fiction by Gary Clifton
Singers and Sinners-Fiction by Cindy Rosmus
Sleeping with Sharks!-Fiction by Pamela Ebel
The Long Shot-Fiction by Kenneth James Crist
Suds in the Bucket-Fiction by Elizabeth Zelvin
The Easy Job-Fiction by K. A. Williams
Think Tank-Fiction by Bruce Costello
Three Little Pigs-Fiction by Andrew Davie
Out of Time-Fiction by Steve Prusky
Hope-Flash Fiction by D. J. Tyrer
So Long, Sonny-Flash Fiction by Joe Surkiewicz
Katnip-Flash Fiction by Gay Degani
Twenty-Two-Flash Fiction by Wayne F. Burke
I May Be on My Way to Becoming a COVID Statistic-Flash Fiction by Paul Beckman
Night Poem-Poem by Christopher Hivner
jury's out on a motorcycle-Poem by Meg Baird
The Mauler-Poem by Harris Coverley
The Mob-Poem by Harris Coverley
Pandemic Noir on the Desolate Highway to Nowhere-Poem by Dr. Mel Waldman
Pandemic Noir Inside an Otherworldly Oceanic Dream-Poem by Dr. Mel Waldman
Illness Kills My Soul but Poetry Comes to Save My Mind-Poem by Bradford Middleton
Your Television Sucks-Poem by Bradford Middleton
50 Quid Down the Drain, or a Night of Delinquent Savagery-Poem by Bradford Middleton
Blue-Poem by Thomas Zimmerman
Fighting Off the Wise-Poem by Thomas Zimmerman
Horses in the Dark-Poem by Thomas Zimmerman
Contents of the Attic Trunk-Poem by John Grey
The Dead Man to His Heirs-Poem by John Grey
Holding Out for a Rainbow-Poem by John Grey
Cartoons by Cartwright
Hail, Tiger!
Angel of Manslaughter
Strange Gardens
Gutter Balls
Calpurnia's Window
No Place Like Home
ALAT
Dark Tales from Gent's Pens

Christopher Hivner: Night Poem

ym_91_nightpoem_nsoriano.jpg
Art by Nancy Soriano 2022

Night Poem

 

by Christopher Hivner

 

I can’t see

to write,

attempting an

outside vibe,

but the sun

has gone down,

now I sit

in the dark

with an electric poem

wallowing in my head,

my handwriting in the notebook

disjointed lines

forming not so much words

as hieroglyphics

with no translation.

Go inside, you say,

but the atmosphere

is different there,

artificial light,

separate smells,

no noises of nature,

only the groan

of ancient water pipes

and the slither

of ghosts in the walls.

If I walk away

from my outside mojo

it may not follow me

past the force field

of the door frame.

The poem could be lost

and what if it’s the one,

the lines I’ve been

trying to write

for thirty years?

What if it

could unlock being me

or explain

why people leave?

What if it’s funny

and makes readers laugh?

What if it’s the last poem

I ever write,

one final idea

that solves everything?

My ruminations

have distracted me

while the poem

made its escape,

walking right out of my head

past my pen.

I was a fool

to think I could

capture a night poem

in the light

and now I have to pay

the starry muse

with blank paper.

 

 

Christopher Hivner writes from a small town in Pennsylvania surrounded by books and the echoes of music. He has recently been published in Monomyth and Weird Reader. Facebook: Christopher Hivner - Author, Twitter: @Your_screams


Nancy Soriano grew up in New York City and now resides in the Hudson Valley. She loves the darker side of art—and life. She is rediscovering her love of photography through her latest muse, her cat Zoey. 

In Association with Black Petals & Fossil Publications 2022