2River knows you’re anxious for the Spring issue of 2RV. Be patient, it’s coming soon and it’s filled with new poems by J. S. Belote, K. R. Barger, Randolph Bridgeman, Charles Cessna, Kathy Davis, Jeannine Hall Gailey, Christien Gholson, Katherine Mitchell, James B. Nicola, Diana Reaves, Philippe Shils, and Barbara Wuest. Meanwhile, here to satisfy your thirst is the poem by Charles Cessna.
Hanging
I am left
hanging as
the apple hangs
at the highest point of the tree.
So many
pried loose
become mash
under the hooves of cows.
When days
grow cold,
the sunlight lacks
a certain hardness
in the early morning.
Gradually
color changes
from ruddy red
to dull brown and gray.
Look up, look,
I am turning idly in the wind,
even as the last leaves fall,
and the cows lope insensibly towards the hay.
Muddy Bank 