Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a grad background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has recently or will soon appear in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is a Jar, The Phoenix, and other journals. Edward is also a published poet.
Artwork by Edward Michael Supranowicz featured originally in Winter 2021 Issue of In Parentheses.
For Your Sake And Theirs
Don’t listen to the dead.
They are terrible gossips;
Who can trust anything they say?
Don’t talk to the dead –
It is just a waste of breath,
A breath they covet.
Don’t look at the dead,
Or it will be obvious how
Flesh and life rot away.
But do cry for the dead.
Do cry for them –
Only the living can cry.
Fabric of Colors, Colors of Fabric
In a black dress
You buried
Regrets and hopes
In an open grave.
Flowers in your hand
Were tossed, left to wilt,
And no headstone was placed
To mark the time and place.
Since then, in a blue dress
The ocean blue
Of your eyes became
Waves in an ocean.
And in a red dress,
Passion was
Like a wet kiss
And smeared lipstick.
And a white dress never was
Innocent enough
To offer protection from
A moment in the rain.
Now, standing naked
Body tense, eyes closed,
Arms reaching
Into your closet,
In a corner,
Narrow straps clinging
To a wooden hanger
Is that – that black dress.
Reflections
Life is a meal that can never be finished,
A carnival where all the rides can never be ridden,
A movie where everyone always wants to walk out before the ending,
A place of churches and bars, of whiskey and faith.
A place of sparkling stores and sprawling junkyards,
Wars and philosophers, bedtime stories told to children.
It is a clock on the wall and a dark night.
It is a fickle friend and an unfaithful ;lover,
A dog that bites the hand that feeds it.
But there are mornings, mornings
When it feels good to breath –
Mornings that change nothing, but change everything.
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By In Parentheses in IP Volume 7
32 pages, published 1/15/2022
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