Two Poems
 by Anastasia Vassos


 
Nike Adjusting Her Sandal                                                           
 
 
It was Plato
who did not say,
but surely reflected: shadows
conscript the sun
to show true Form.
 
You stop, breathless.
Water folds down the front
of your body, like the dim
fabric of a chiton.
You balance on one leg.
 

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Nike Adjusting Her Sandal, II
 
 
How light creates folds across her dress
a water shimmer a shiver trick
of the eye, unadorned, exquisite.
 
Time-wrinkles, ages passing
a narrow road of shade
amid the gladness of riot light.
 
She steps across one poem at a time
her feet wet with words
the subtle harmony of some unknown thing.

About the Author:  Anastasia Vassos is a poet living and writing in Boston, Massachusetts. Her work has appeared most recently in Haibun Today, Blast Furnace Press, Right Hand Pointing, Literary Bohemian and First Literary Review - East. Her poem “Tinos, August 2012” was featured as Poem Of The Moment on MassPoetry.org.  She recently attended Bread Loaf Writers Conference in Ripton, VT. She is a long-distance cyclist.

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