August 2021
Bio Note: I resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and international sales. There've been over three hundred stories and poems published so far, and six books. I work the other side of writing at Bewildering Stories, where I sit on the review board and manage a posse of seven review editors.
Peep Show
In rare, random, wordless moments
I can glimpse the rightness of things,
the glamour of a beetle on a weed,
the chest-seizing love for a child,
the taste without taste of cool water.
The over rushing glow is an instant,
the afterglow perhaps a minute.
But in that flicker I am at peace.
A satori of seconds? A transient nirvana?
In this interlude I neither know nor care
©2021 Ed Ahern
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