Hands, Keep Hands
by Heikki Huotari

  1.         Hands, keep hands where I can see them
  2. and back slowly from the truth. The platitudes I
  3. pick to mitigate the dissonances are delicious,
  4. oxymorons all. The moon is one-fourth full not
  5. three-fourths empty. I shall know their flora by their
  6. fauna or their fauna by their flora but not both. I'm
  7. in a state of grace in theory and in practice I'm an
  8. heirloom isotope – I have a half-life every day.
  9. Resisting cardiac arrest I'll go together like the
  10. horseless carriage and the car of which no clowns
  11. come out.
Packingtown Review – Vol.15, Spring 2021

In a past century Heikki Huotari attended a one-room school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower. They are a retired math professor, have won two poetry chapbook prizes and published two collections. Another collection is in press.

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