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