Published in our Aug. issue, these magnificent poems are here to dazzle you all once again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cMt. Fuji in the Sky\u201d by Jey Ley, Creative Writer<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n On a drive from Dayton to Cincinnati <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cUntitled\u201d by Macey Heys, Creative Writing Graduate I wish I didn\u2019t have to stop myself from saying \u201cI love you\u201d before hanging up <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe Fireline Between\u201d by Jey Ley, Creative Writer Long ago, <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cUntitled\u201d by Jaime Herzog<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh You Stupid and Ignorant Fool\u201d by Jessie Ngowoh, Biology Major <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Ohhh you stupid and ignorant fool, Published in our Aug. issue, these magnificent poems are here to dazzle you all once again. \u201cMt. Fuji in the Sky\u201d by Jey Ley, Creative Writer On a drive from Dayton to CincinnatiSculpted from a range of clouds overpassing the highway\u2014Mount Fuji in the sky!\u2014until high winds like dynamite remove all but the susurrusof a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":10416,"featured_media":40255,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[2974],"tags":[430,276],"class_list":["post-40183","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-literature","tag-poetry","tag-sinclair-community-college"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"cc_featured_image_caption":{"caption_text":false,"source_text":false,"source_url":false},"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5s3vR-as7","jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/letters-1688641_1280.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40183","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/10416"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=40183"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40183\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":40257,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40183\/revisions\/40257"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/40255"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=40183"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=40183"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sinclairclarion.com\/home\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=40183"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Sculpted from a range of clouds overpassing the highway
\u2014Mount Fuji in the sky!\u2014
until high winds like dynamite remove all but the susurrus
of a dream and rushing tires.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
I cannot help it that the words are right there on the tip of my tongue
And a \u201cbye\u201d just doesn\u2019t suffice anymore<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
my brothers scratched a fireline
between me and them,
so that my raging fire
wouldn\u2019t consume them too.
Over the years,
that line has fortified
into the impenetrable barrier
it is now,
despite my cooling embers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Inside me, the ghost of yesterday\u2019s regrets evaporate
Bereft and forgotten as the hazy smoke hangs in the air
A world of broken dreams now flutters in the breeze
And yet, a small spark ignites
A red hot ember blazes with future promises
And happiness is found again<\/p>\n\n\n\n
How many times will you be used as a stool
or played with anytime like a tool
The lessons you learned I swear are true
But here you are joining the crew
Don\u2019t come back crying like the few
You will be alone like a single drop of dew
Every time you act like it\u2019s all brand new
Ohh you stupid and ignorant fool<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"