Poetry by Douglas Cole
Vehicles pass more like sound than substance.
A good foot of snow has come down in the last hour.
Somewhere across the border of the dream-guard.
Hiss from the mountain, silence from the sky.
Everything we were is sheer as a cold exhale.
Douglas Cole published six poetry collections and the novel The White Field, winner of the American Fiction Award. In addition to the American Fiction Award, he was awarded the Leslie Hunt Memorial prize in poetry, the Editors’ Choice Award for fiction by RiverSedge, and has been nominated three times for a Pushcart and Best of the Net. He lives and teaches in Seattle, Washington. His website is https://douglastcole.com/.
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