John Glowney
Poetry
John Glowney is a graduate of the University of Michigan. His poems have appeared more recently in, among others: New Ohio Review, The Bitter Oleander, North American Review, Shenandoah, 32 Poems, Iron Horse, Juxtaprose, Tar River Poetry, and The American Journal of Poetry.
Truth
I’ve accumulated months and years of it,
stuffed it into little drawers
and canisters, tins and jewelry boxes,
crammed decades of it into trunks
and cartons and crates. And I was sitting
at the kitchen table making a list
when the Past strolled in the back door
and started in bitching about some insult
or slight from a little league game
in 1973 nobody can even remember.
And the kids keep running in and out,
blinding light sprayed everywhere like water
from a sprinkler, and a house wren
on the lawn, asking nothing, and the tall spruce
beside the hedge, asking nothing,
the kids getting a drink of water
at the sink, laughing, making some crazy plan
for the afternoon, something to do
with string and popsicle sticks they’ve just
invented, letting the screen door slam,
tracking in dirt, running through
all that empty space, all that light.