An Ecstatic Bow
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No truer lyric.
—This annual summer pilgrimage
accentuated
by Huron's unusually frazzled waves.
They welcome the
Any-Moment-Now
Storm,
forewarned by cartoonishly purple
clouds over the Michigan tree line.
No common thought today!
Only clarity, on this
journey. Only
a bathing
a breathing
an ecstatic bow
to—living!
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Heather A. McMacken received her B.A. in English from Oakland University and currently works as an arts writer, contributing to publications such as Detroit’s Metro Times, Real Detroit Weekly and Gazette van Detroit. She has also won a Liberal Arts Network for Development (LAND) poetry prize. Contact Heather at hmcmacken@gmail.com
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