Rain Falling On A University Library

by Peter McCracken

people-shapes striding
across campus. through fog, rain,
mournful yellow light

in the blank between
twilight and true darkness i
see the skyline as
quickly ripped paper cutouts
shrouded in mist and streetlights

untitled seven
useful gray bars and a void
hearty file trees

replacing old bulbs
with LEDs is good for
vision: do we forget
nostalgic lighting? maybe
we’ll start forgetting ourselves

digital chasms
and snowcapped peaks. dead-pixel
skies with false-hued clouds.

pavement, meet tires,
zipping up the lakefront, or
praising the small sea
in the spot with that one view.
lake michigan in imax

we walk forever
barefoot now; the road was paved
with woven reed mats

About the Author:

Peter McCracken is 23 and will have a newly minted B.A. in English from UWM in May 2017.

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