Ingrid Bruck
In a fight over the children,
moon pushes waves out
and the ocean pulls them back.
Ingrid Bruck expresses the delight she discovers in nature by writing short forms.
In a fight over the children,
moon pushes waves out
and the ocean pulls them back.
Ingrid Bruck expresses the delight she discovers in nature by writing short forms.
My face is broken,
drooping mouth, one eye won’t shut,
a summer rainstorm.
Ingrid Bruck is a poet/storyteller/retired library director whose work has appeared in Howl of Sorrow: A Collection of Poems Inspired by Hurricane Sandy, Topograpraphy and Panopolyzine.