Above New River Gorge

By André F. Peltier
Up the mountain, 
to forgotten cemetery, 
rusted water-tower, 
we dragged late-model 
Dodge Dart. 
A tight squeeze, 
that car made it 
through the narrowest 
of over-grown erosion. 
The gaping ravine 
held life once 
and would again. 
We baked 
in the sun. 

An hour later, 
the rains came, 
but we came first. 
We made that 
back-bumper bounce 
atop those pock-marked hills. 
Alone below that tower, 
the cloudless sky 
stood still 
as we made it run, 
born again: anew
and alone.
Below that tower, 
we smiled in 
the sun.

New Potatoes

By André F. Peltier
We sought a special sack 
and filled it half way 
with potting soil, compost, 
Five seed potatoes 
hovered above the soil 
and then more 
potting soil, 
compost, manure 
A month later.
I covered the green growth 
with more again.
Banking to encourage 
more growth… 
more potatoes. 

“Harvest when the green 
growth dies back,” 
he said… 
so I harvested when 
the green growth 
died back.
A small crop of new 
Just enough to serve 
as a side dish with 
corn and collards.
A small meal, 
but satisfying.
Audio recording of ‘Above New River Gorge’, written and read by André F. Peltier
Audio recording of ‘New Potatoes’, written and read by André F. Peltier
André F. Peltier

André F. Peltier (he/him) is a Pushcart Nominee and a Lecturer III at Eastern Michigan University where he teaches literature and writing. He lives in Ypsilanti, MI, with his wife and children. His poetry has recently appeared in various publications like CP Quarterly, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Provenance Journal, Lavender and Lime Review, About Place, Novus Review, Fiery Scribe, and Fahmidan Journal, and most recently in Magpie Literary Journal, The Brazos Review, and Idle Ink. In his free time, he obsesses over soccer and comic books.

Twitter: @aandrefpeltier

Website: andrefpeltier.com

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