No Wrong Turns and Other Poems

By Stephen Mead No Wrong Turns One day the bus driver decided to surprise us, went left instead of straight. No one complained much & those who did were gently allowed out. The rest of us just didn't mind. I, myself, have always dreamt of such acts of escape: that orchestra swelling upon finding the … Continue reading No Wrong Turns and Other Poems

Two Poems by Stephen Mead

   Ariel’s Mission This tree giant knows me & the grasses I pass upon looking to ignite brooks. Listen, I’m calling through the sudden undulation of leaves. Is it some sea sound  or else; stranger: Soft whispers, candles in petals placed on a lake? How they float to anoint senses, a hushed travelling dream talk that … Continue reading Two Poems by Stephen Mead