Dave Malone


That springtime evening, the Virgo constellation
let go her wheat and blazed a prairie fire across the sky.
We parked inside her streaming, starlit shadows
of the one-room schoolhouse then wandered down
to creek’s edge because it was the end of March
and the bugs had not come on. Smooth stones
hummed warm in the blankets of our palms
before we skimmed them across the water,
slow and deep. We knew you’d sleep
against your fiancé next month and tell him nothing.
Tell him nothing, our hands empty of rock and river
locked together like the singular spread of waves.

Dave Malone is a poet from the Missouri Ozarks. His most recent book is You Know the Ones (Golden Antelope Press, 2017). His poems have appeared in San Pedro River Review, Plainsongs, and Midwest Review. He can be found online at davemalone.net.



Current Issue
Contributors' Notes

Email this poem Printer friendly page

A CLOSER LOOK: Louis Jenkins

John Barr

Bruce Bennett

Jane Blanchard

Lucia Cherciu

Robert Claps

Don Colburn

Geraldine Connolly

Barbara Lydecker Crane

John Delaney

Peter Grandbois

Edison Jennings

Mary Ann Larkin

Daniel Lusk

Dave Malone

Laura Manuelidis

Ethna McKiernan

Dan Memmolo

Roger Mitchell

Paul Nelson

Richard Newman

Jean Nordhaus

Jennifer O’Riordan

Barbara Orton

Beth Paulson

Patric Pepper

Roger Pfingston

Michele Rappoport

John L. Stanizzi

Steven Winn

Rosemary Winslow

Richard Lee Zuras














Last Updated: Mar 10, 2021 - 2:35:35 PM

Copyright 2005 - 2021 Cook Communication.