Wild River Review art by Christopher McCauley


Sea Gull

Whether the mackerel was holy
is forgotten the way all bad jokes

are forgotten, hung in the back
of closets like old coats,

silk linings snagged.
The horizon separating blue from blue

kept the sea gull hooked on our line,
a kite, alive, pulling upward

toward the sky's blinding clarity.
My husband and I motored

our small red boat around
the inlet named Spit

a red slash of bait
in our pail.

The more I pulled the more
it pulled back, hook in its beak,

riding the sky, its white wings
blocking the sun,

Holy Ghost bending strips
of light like wheat in the wind.

Dzvinia Orlowsky

Bio: Dzvinia Orlowsky is a founding editor of Four Way Books and the author of three poetry collections including "Except for One Obscene Brushstroke" (Carnegie Mellon University Press, 2004). Her poetry and translations have appeared in numerous anthologies including "A Map of Hope: An International Literary Anthology; From Three Worlds: New Writing from the Ukraine"; and "A Hundred Years of Youth: A Bilingual Anthology" of 20th Century Ukrainian Poetry. She currently teaches at the Solstice Low-Residency MFA in Creative Writing Program at Pine Manor College.