‘By Design’ by David Sloan The Society February 28, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 1 Comment This time of year makes it hard to believe in randomness. Maples flame up, then out, visible symmetry undressed as roots-in-air mirrors. That blood moon too; imagine it even older, chokecherry-small, earth an egg, the sun a perfect boulder. What precision engineering to have them appear in eclipse as same-sized gems—garnet, azurite, gold—a celestial necklace. No refuting earth-embedded stars: trapped in apples, sand dollars, roses, marsh flowers, morning glories, DaVinci’s five-pointed poses; or spirals—Milky Way, snail shell, fiddlehead, hurricane, helix and, most fortunate of all, the swirl flinging seekers together—a vortex above an English farmhouse, where next to a barley field, unplowed, an Ohioan and Californian first collided. Branches applauded, stars bowed. A graduate of the University of Southern Maine’s Stonecoast MFA Poetry Program, David Sloan teaches at Maine Coast Waldorf High School in New Gloucester. His debut poetry collection—The Irresistible In-Between—was published by Deerbrook Editions in 2013. His poetry has appeared in The Café Review, Chiron Review, Innisfree, Lascaux Review, Naugatuck River Review, New Millenium Writings and Passager, among others. He received the 2012 Betsy Sholl Award, Maine Literary awards in 2012 and 2016, The Margaret F. Tripp Poetry Award, and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. He is currently enjoying life’s latest delight—grandfatherhood! Related Post ‘The Old Westerns’ and Other Poetry by Linda Imb... The Old Westerns No more heroes on horses named Trigger No more rugged, chapped, white hatted figures The bad guys today do not always wear... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Amy Foreman February 28, 2017 Beautiful imagery! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.