untitled – Ron Bremner

Brushstroked rouge swaggers
across the North Florida landscape
captured from an L-1011
at thirty thousand feet.
As day bleeds into night,
the red, now finger-thick,
squeezes softly, its death,
like a life, a suffering
slow blur.
Ron Bremner

Ron Bremner, of Glen Ridge via Lyndhurst, NJ, is a former cab driver, truck unloader, security guard, computer programmer, and vice-president at Citibank who writes of dead kings and many things he can’t define, the clutter in your mind, and the color of time. He was in the very first issue of Passaic Review, along with Allen Ginsberg. He has appeared in International Poetry Review, Oleander Review, Paterson Literary Review, and Yellow Chair Review, and sundry elsewheres. Six of his verses were featured at the monthlong Montclair Library Ekphrasis exhibit. He is a member of the Montclair Write Group and reads with the Red Wheelbarrow Poets.