Mark written By Hugh Findlay February 28, 2024 my friend Mark is frail and worn from his human yearseach day he pulls closer to the ground—if a sparrow were to alight on his shoulderhe’d lie down and subsume the weight of its soaring days,its starry nights, the very song inside himleaving its infinite mark and chirp of winged sighs Author Hugh Findlay Hugh Findlay’s writing and photography have been published worldwide. Nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2020 for poetry, and the Best Microfiction Anthology 2024, he is in the third trimester of life and hopes y’all like his stuff. Findlay Read More in Poetry Wild Blueberries by Ed Schad April 15, 2026 When the Light Shifts by Maria Caponi April 14, 2026 Visitor by Ed Schad April 13, 2026 Poetry by DS Maolalai April 12, 2026 Haikus at a Paris Café, by the Canal San Martin by Maria Caponi April 11, 2026 Share this: Comments are closed.
