Ivan Peledov

A Hoary Issue

In the beginning the Earth was flat and infinite.
People ran away from the gods, built cities and burned them down,
translated their sighs into the cracks on the sidewalks
and asked whether or not the trees had a sense of humor.
Now we don’t really follow the forests to the end of the joke,
nor the ice to the mouth of the nearest river,
but maples carry water to all the secret nooks and crannies of the sun,
and pine needles diligently scratch the back of the air,
an animal difficult to awaken.

Ivan Peledov lives in Colorado. He loves to travel and to forget the places he has visited. He has been published in Eunoia Review, Lost and Found Times, Red Fez, Illuminations and other magazines.