July 2017
Bill Rector
billrector02@gmail.com
billrector02@gmail.com
I am a gastroenterologist, living with my wife in Denver. Most of my poetry is not medical. My work has appeared most recently in Field, Rattle, and Hotel Amerika.
the platform Embedded in your phone or in the cloud or glowing in the dash of your car as you navigate the night is a platform that displaces where you are, directions to your destination, and the way back again. Take off your hat. Look at the label. Look at the evening sky. Like the Star the App provides North but also more: time of day, sunrise and sunset, and when the moon will once again cross the dark lake in a birch bark canoe. Have you ever waited so long for your car to appear that when you awoke now and then had become a single place, a single word? Like calipers had closed lightly on your temples, then opened, and something inside had been measured? The Twentieth Century Limited flashes past in the opposite direction. |
"Platform" was first published in Apple Valley Review
©2017 Bill Rector
©2017 Bill Rector
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