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Tributaries: “Robin Redbreast”

By on September 28, 2016

By Alec Solomita

I know he’s hungry or horny or saying
this branch is mine and stay away
but it’s a long rainy dawn he’s breaking
with his worried song and I turn over on
coarse pillows and cough as I push the
stubborn window up one more inch
so his longings can spill over the damp sill.

 

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Alec Solomita’s fiction has appeared in, among other publications, The Adirondack Review, The Mississippi Review, Southwest Review, and Ireland’s Southword Journal. Recently, he’s published poetry in 3Elements Literary Review, Literary Orphans, Silver Birch Press, Turk’s Head Review, Algebra of Owls, Driftwood Press, and, forthcoming, Sourland Mountain Review and Fulcrum: An International Anthology of Poetry and Aesthetics. He lives in Somerville, Mass.

 

Rolling, burbling, churning along, tributaries lead us to the river. These winding origins are sometimes small, but often powerful. Tributaries refresh us, urge us forward, guide us through the trees. The Fourth River’s new weekly online publication, “Tributaries,” showcases the brief and the inspiring, that which sustains us and takes us through unexpected courses. Each week we will feature one piece on the home page of the web site.  Submit to Tributaries.