BLOOD

Dona Luongo Stein

has no formula; it’s a composition
of too many elements: oxygen
greed, lust, iron, despair, hope, water,
and minerals cells exchange with their
permeable membranes, envy, grief….

How many times have some cried silently
wanting the little candles to be more
than wax, fire, and smoke, that the small red cups
not be among so many, that this one
alone either break from heat, or its tongue
of flame utter a penance not just reflect its rosy light?

Dona Luongo Stein

Dona Luongo Stein, a former Wallace B. Stegner Poetry Fellow at Stanford University, has been awarded writing fellowships, residencies, and publication awards. She has taught literature and writing at Tufts, Stanford, Santa Clara, and San Jose State Universities as well as the University of Northern Colorado and the University at Santa Cruz. Stein produced and hosted “The Poetry Show” on KRFC FM in Fort Collins, Colorado, for ten years. Publications in journals, anthologies, and online include three collections, plus Alice in Deutschland (Jacaranda Press, 2011) and Leaving Greece (Shanti Arts Press, 2018).


has no formula; it’s a composition of too many elements: oxygen greed, lust, iron, despair, hope, water, and minerals cells exchange with their permeable membranes, envy, grief…. How many times have some cried silently wanting the little candles to be more than wax, fire, and smoke, that the small red cups not be among so …

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