When Time Goes Dark by Jason Visconti

And the nuances of counting are gone,

And the sun and the moon have confused their shifts,

And we flee like refugees of any given season,

The toll of the tower loses its math,

Day and night are only songbirds of the horizon.

Jason Visconti has attended both group and private poetry workshops. His work has appeared in various journals, including “Literary Yard”, “Valley Voices”, “California Quartely”, “Allegro Magazine” and “The American Journal of Poetry”. He especially enjoys the poetry of Pablo Neruda and Billy Collins.

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