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"Especially" by Stan Sanvel Rubin




a Wednesday morning

when nothing much happens


only the ordinary

so expected it is nothing


exhaled like a breath

filling the air


that swallows you

as if you are air,


if there were room in this room

for something else


it might be the drop

of sun


dancing on the desk

like a firefly god




Stan Sanvel Rubin's poems have appeared in numerous US journals as well as in China, Canada, and Ireland. Four full-length collections include There. Here. (Lost Horse Press) and Hidden Sequel (Barrow Street Poetry Book Prize). Born in Phladelphia, he has lived on the north Olympic Peninsula of Washington state more than twenty years.

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