in the
by Peter Roberts
the wind
in the garden
grows, it fills
the lungs of plants
with fresh soil &
carbon compounds
the wind in
the garden
stirs the earth
to let water
in
the
wind in
the garden
pushes sunlight
in waves
across leaves &
stems
the wind
in the
garden
sows darkness
like dull jewels
across the hill
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Despite a constant fear of being struck by a meteor, Peter Roberts grew up near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and earned a BS at the University of Pittsburgh. He currently works as a writer, computer consultant, and full-time father in central Ohio. He has only rarely been confused with Robert Peters, although Peters did once write to him asking for reassurance that “Peter Roberts” was not meant as a parody of “Robert Peters.” Over the past thirty years or so, he has had poems and stories published in various literary magazines, including Homestead Review, Octavo, The Paumanok Review, Poem, Ship of Fools, Lullaby Hearse, The Wisconsin Review, Lullwater Review, Bitter Oleander, Nebo, Star*Line, The William and Mary Review, New York Quarterly, and Confrontation. He has poems forthcoming in Star*Line and an upcoming anthology from Gival Press. For a more complete list of publications, and additional personal information, see his website: http://www.geocities.com/peterroberts.geo/personal.html..
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