Poetry by Jason de Koff
Sun-spangled grasses, yield captured dew, as cattle stretch for missed shoots, and hawks hunt field mice nearby.
A faraway auto on an old gravel road, Makes its presence known with honking horn, to greet passersby or the local stray, to move its sunbathing elsewhere.
A faint rhythm can be heard, on literal airwaves, with honky-tonk inflections, bringing festivity to tranquility.
The porch swing sways in idle passes,
As the old mailbox flag flutters,
Its open maw volunteering,
for whatever the future brings.
Jason de Koff (he/him) is an associate professor of agronomy and soil science at Tennessee State University. He lives in Nashville, TN with his wife, Jaclyn, and his two daughters, Tegan and Maizie. He has published in a number of scientific journals, and recently had poetry accepted in other literary journals. His short story, "The Gods of Indianapolis", was published in 2014 in the Mythic Indy anthology published by Well Done Marketing. My social media: Twitter: @JasonPdK3 Instagram: @jasondekoff