A Journal of Formal & Metrical Verse


Careerist

Not knowing his ambitious climb
Would be a catapult for time,
He hacked straight up the brambled ground
And left the sheared-off stalks behind.
And lo, emerged on top one day
Chagrined to find his hair was gray,
Peaks all around much higher lay,
And all directions down.

By Kenneth Lee


Kenneth Lee is a pathologist living and working in Boston, MA. His chapbook, Cleaning the Attic, has recently been published by Finishing Line Press.