Artwork by Grant Dolge Copyright 2010
You sit outside, consorting with your wine
as I, inside, consider what to say
or do to try to redefine the line
you sit outside. Consorting with your wine
now seems your choice; and solitude is mine,
and neither works to overcome the way
you sit outside, consorting with your wine
as I, inside, consider what to say.
By Michael Cantor
Michael Cantor’s work has appeared in Measure, The Dark Horse, The Atlanta Review, Raintown Review, Margie, Chimaera and numerous other journals, e-zines and anthologies. His honors include the New England Poetry Club Erika Mumford (2006) and Gretchen Warren (2008) Prizes. He has been a finalist or semi-finalist in the Nemerov, Donald Justice, Richard Wilbur and Morton Marr Award competitions. A chapbook, The Performer, was published by Pudding House Press in 2007. A native New Yorker, he has lived and worked in Japan, Europe and Latin America, and now lives on Plum Island, north of Boston on the Massachusetts coast.