Scott Minar Poems
|1.||Revisiting Snow Man||6/24/2014|
|3.||Allons Mes Enfants||6/25/2014|
|4.||Report From Hades||6/25/2014|
|5.||A Meeting On The Heights||7/20/2014|
|6.||Parade Floats Of Famous Literati||7/20/2014|
|7.||Another Labyrinth -new-||7/14/2017|
|9.||The Invention Of Poetry -new-||7/14/2017|
|11.||Insidious' Dream -new-||7/14/2017|
|12.||The Sky's Letter||7/20/2014|
The Sky's Letter
In the sky's envelope there is a
letter for us.
— Zbigniew Herbert, trans. Alissa Valles
An envelope fell out of the sky.
Insidious picked it up
and ran for the forest. His greed
was epic, a zeppelin.
He didn't know how many
dropped from a sky like this,
at least a thousand a minute and people sprinting
underneath like gladding swans.
He tore at them with his fingernail,
said a prayer of attrition and emptied
the contents into his palm.
Who could have predicted?
It burned his hand, so many stars