D.A. Donaldson

1

Light is first,
with its brilliant and blinding revelation of anything
other than nothing,
and unformed eyes that never beheld
so much as a candle
wait patiently in the wings of creation.

2

Waters split the firmament,
dividing heaven from earth
in a splashy feat of parting
here from… there.

3

The august land rises
from the waters,
a global coalition of mounds
seeded with grass, tree, herb, fruit –
obligatory sustenance
for things to come.

4

Sun, moon, stars
illuminate the macrocosm,
dividing day from night,
marking times and seasons
and your appointment next Tuesday.

5

Spring forth and fly, you creatures,
across the open expanse,
and swim the roiling depths,
and creep and crawl and slither
in nascent ambulation,
with scorn for the dreadful foreboding
of what lurks on the morrow,
when the pinnacle or ruination of life
is scheduled to emerge
from the clay.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library. 

D.A. Donaldson

5

Spring forth and fly, you creatures,
across the open expanse,
and swim the roiling depths,
and creep and crawl and slither
in nascent ambulation,
with scorn for the dreadful foreboding
of what lurks on the morrow,
when the pinnacle or ruination of life
is scheduled to emerge
from the clay.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library.

 

D.A. Donaldson

4

Sun, moon, stars
illuminate the macrocosm,
dividing day from night,
marking times and seasons
and your appointment next Tuesday.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library.

 

D.A. Donaldson

3

The august land rises
from the waters,
a global coalition of mounds
seeded with grass, tree, herb, fruit –
obligatory sustenance
for things to come.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library.

 

D.A. Donaldson

2

Waters split the firmament,
dividing heaven from earth
in a splashy feat of parting
here from… there.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library.

This week, we are running our second serial. Thanks to D. A. Donaldson.
Enjoy!

D.A. Donaldson

1

Light is first,
with its brilliant and blinding revelation of anything
other than nothing,
and unformed eyes that never beheld
so much as a candle
wait patiently in the wings of creation.

D.A. Donaldson maintains a flash-fiction blog whilst laboring as a clerk in a public library.

Wendy Cobourne

Meltdown

I want to dissolve
like a stray ice cube
thawing on the counter,
unnoticed.

Wendy Cobourne is a journalist and college writing tutor whose poetry and short stories have appeared in several print and online literary journals, including One Sentence Poems.