Little Leaf Literary Journal

by Edward Lee

Flat out
on this round world,
I dream I'm spinning
in a circle that 
only makes sense
when seen from above,

a circle those who have spent lifetimes
looking down on me
are able to see
though they fail 
to understand,
as I would not fail
to understand
if only I could see
the path that waits,

a path almost as long
as the one behind
my still moving form.

Edward Lee’s poetry, short stories, non-fiction, and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England, and the United States, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen, The Blue Nib, and Poetry Wales. His poetry collections are Playing Poohsticks On Ha’Penny Bridge, The Madness Of Qwerty, A Foetal Heart, Bones Speaking With Hard Tongues, and To Touch The Sky And Never Know The Ground Again. He also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Orson Carroll, Lego Figures Fighting, and Pale Blond Boy. His blog/website can be found at edwardmlee.wordpress.com.