Wild Goose Poetry Review

Contemporary Poetry, Reviews, and Commentary

Tim Peeler, Out the Kitchen Window at Night

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Tim Peeler

He is by himself or rather
His wife is asleep on the couch
And he is awake by himself,
Watching the orange tower lights
Glow on Baker’s Mountain, which is
Not really a mountain, they say,
And he would have nothing to say
Even if he were not alone,
Dumping the ice cubes, rinsing his
Scotch glass, filling it with water
And lining the counter with pills,
One more time, the gloomy night so
Dark he only sees a double
Orange eye watching back from its
Own imperious Golgotha.

Bio: Tim Peeler’s forthcoming book from McFarland & Co. is The Easter Monday Baseball Game

Written by wildgoosepoetryreview

February 14, 2013 at 1:05 am

Posted in Uncategorized

6 Responses

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  1. I can identify with this poem

    Sam Silva

    February 14, 2013 at 1:48 am

  2. Pure wow. And congrats on the new book.


    February 14, 2013 at 10:09 am

  3. Love it!


    February 15, 2013 at 4:36 pm

  4. The worrisome part is that I’ve seen that double orange eye as well and I can’t see Baker’s Mountain from my house.


    February 15, 2013 at 4:47 pm

  5. I love this poem!


    February 18, 2013 at 12:09 am

  6. Heartbreaking, for so many reasons! Thanks for this poem.

    patricia Deaton

    February 26, 2013 at 2:26 pm

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