Milton’s God

By Nate Klug b. 1985 Nate Klug
Where i-95 meets the Pike,
a ponderous thunderhead flowered;

stewed a minute, then flipped
like a flash card, tattered
edges crinkling in, linings so dark
with excessive bright

that, standing, waiting, at the overpass edge,
the onlooker couldn’t decide

until the end, or even then,
what was revealed and what had been hidden.

Source: Poetry (September 2013).

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Poet Nate Klug b. 1985

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Subjects Nature, Weather, Religion, Christianity, God & the Divine

Poetic Terms Free Verse