August 23, 2017

Afternoon Fugue by M.J. Iuppa

Standing beneath pines, between shifts of day-
light,  sounds of water, washing— cries of 

hawks, tumbling, head over tail through 
a ceiling of thin clouds— they vanish 

behind our eyes, into a pocket of 
silence that waits for our breath 

to slip past our lips, unwavering
feather of awareness.

M.J. Iuppa is Director of the Visual and Performing Arts Minor Program and Lecturer in Creative Writing at St. John Fisher College, and is a part time lecturer in Creative Writing at The College at Brockport.  Most recently, she was awarded the New York State Chancellor’s Award for Excellence in Adjunct Teaching, 2017. She and her husband Peter Tonery lives on a small farm where they have been practicing organic food sustainability for the past 16 years.


  1. That was breathtakingly delightful to read.

  2. Any words I write here fall far short of the exquisiteness of this poem.


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