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Steve Honig has published six collections of poetry as well as a book of short stories and a spy novel.  His most recent work, entitled Parallel Universes, was released in March. This collection contains poetry of greater abstraction than his prior works, attempting to capture the thesis of an art exhibition at the Paris Museum of Modern Art in August, 2023 which proposed that current artistic endeavors were so varied from prior art as to require reclassification as from a parallel world. The below poem makes no reference to its subject or prompt, and its title is omitted here (in the book, titles appear on following pages so that the reader is challenged to think of the initial subject or impetus). The intent is to reflect in each poem a secondary memory, an emotional detritus existing within an afferent plane of thought. Steve is a member of the Board of the New England Poetry Club.

Steve Honig

There is blood on the land
blood on the hand
twisting, gripping rubbing shards of bone
All to ill use.
if not death now, then surely later often
undeserved in the heart of the decedent
and for the holder, ahh yesssss
                                              the thrill.

Absolved the felon, for a single thrust is pallid
infantile
invisible
in the eyes of Gods such as these
where sharp definitions do not lead to truth.

— Steve Honig

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