Jeff Bernstein
Huacos
Inside two thousand
year old clay owl,
Inca drinking
vessel smuggled
Lima-to-Boston
in false bottom
suitcase, nothing
but the hush,
without water all
those decades, no
calls from forest
in this city.
Jeff Bernstein, a lifelong New Englander, divides his time between Boston and Central Vermont. Except on summer days when his beloved Red Sox are at Fenway, he finds back roads preferable to the city. Recent poems appear (or are forthcoming) in Ballard Street Poetry Journal, Birchsong – A Poetry Anthology (Blueline Press), Hobble Creek Review, Loch Raven Review Main Street Rag and San Pedro River Review. His chapbook, “Interior Music” was published in 2010 by Foothills Publishing. Jeff’s writer’s blog is www.hurricanelodge.com. Poetry is his favorite and earliest art form (he can’t draw a whit or hold a tune), and he began to write seriously again about five years ago after a long hiatus raising a family with his wife and building a renewable energy and environmental law practice across New England.
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