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Matthew Henningsen

Matthew Henningsen has published in many journals, most recently in, “The Naugatuck River Review.” He is primarily inspired by history and travel.
Day spot free warm wind 
soft sway supple trees so -
wood mellow burn smell
gentle breeze crisp
cool and fragrant streams.

Amble dapple shadow stone
smooth worn feet -
tall grass green fan
luxurious under bough
bower pale place to hide.

All heat waft humid
rain handsome high hill -
ajar wood ahead door swing
men rush aghast all
dull swords swung high.

The ground seems to rumble.
A jar breaks.

White statue amid small
ripple man wades the deep -
bent tree cypress blow
up rise vacant shadow figure
mumble behind locked doors.

Sunshine inside frail echo feet
patter marble hall call -
fire burn cauldron incense
smolder rubble rock wall
peer a lone man out.

While fan gentle breeze
rain mist faces so moist -
rich smell fire roast
crisp string so sweetly so sing
hoof beats roughly rumble.

A jar breaks.

Rhythm cross sweet
bridge sacred cow cry -
white dress woman vanish
shadow noon haunt fountain
children play all alone.

A door slams. A yell.

Still scent sand remain no
song hover bygone breeze -
nap dream rich wine red
night share fire rage
through sweet gentle field.

A jar breaks. A rush.