Mark Danowsky

Becoming Aware of the Tide


Just today I feel older


Driving to the vet


Driving 17 miles for a hat I left behind

at a monthly meeting


Listening to a folk-rock album

awash in distracted serenity


Ebbing as soon

as it draws attention



Coleridge Stares at the Sea in Search of Star Ratings


We accept sponges

as they line up along our shores


Hate the sand-

glasses up, lying for the sun


Hate the strain-

bags happy to gulp burn


Melt over mogul diamonds buried

deep enough to require faith


by Mark Danowsky


Mark Danowsky’s poetry has appeared in Alba, Cordite, Grey Sparrow, Mobius, Shot Glass Journal, Third Wednesday and other journals. Mark is originally from the Philadelphia area, but currently resides in North-Central West Virginia. He works for a private detective agency and is Managing Editor for the Schuylkill Valley Journal.

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