Four Poems

by Eric Robert Nolan

Quiet White Dog Short Poem

A tottering nocturnal poppy,
its tail is a plume that moves between tombstones —
as white as them,
as white as the moon,
and as noiseless as either,
the night’s silent, snowy, swaying bloom —
quiet white dog in a mountain graveyard.

*First published in The Piker Press, October 3, 2022

My Mother's Apartment

I've been trying to keep my mother's apartment

as clean and as orderly as possible.

Everything is exactly where it should be,

except for her.

*First published in Peeking Cat Anthology 2016, October 1, 2016

March Midnight Window

Cold glass.

One white palm against

a March midnight window.

The hour is struck.

In blackness, an indistinct

day is made another.

Clouds seclude the moon. To

any rare nocturnal souls at other windows,

the lithe, pale "L" of my hand might be

an alabaster letter,

a sign to other sleepless.

Each, in eisegesis,

divines its meaning in

their own midnight hearts --

whether love or loss I do not know.

*First published in Dead Snakes, August 11, 2016

Sullen Robin Haiku

Presented with bread,
one plumping, sullen robin,
indicates disdain.

*First published by Poems-for-All, December 29, 2020

BIO: Eric Robert Nolan’s writing has appeared throughout over 55 publications across 10 countries: the United States, Canada, Britain, Ireland, Germany, Romania, Turkey, India, Singapore and Australia. These publications include the Eunoia Review, The Galway Review, Every Day Fiction and Quail Bell Magazine. Eric’s work was also selected for 22 anthologies and three chapbooks. He was nominated for the Sundress Publications 2018 Best of the Net Anthology, and he is a past editor for the dystopian literature journal, The Bees Are Dead. https://ericrobertnolan.com/ https://www.facebook.com/ericrobert.nolan