Jack Kristiansen


every so often

on her walks

her eyes catch a stranger’s stare

meeting her glance


unblinking, bemused eyes

holding her glance

for more than a moment,

a gaze glad with the promise

of exuberant talk


but already aloof

with knowing that their eyes meet

only in passing


that they will walk on

without looking back

as if conspiring

to end a sentence that insists

nothing happens


Jack Kristiansen exists in William Aarnes composition books, where is he
working on a developing series that he thinks he will call Something
Discovering Itself: Poems after Kle
e.  Poems from this series have previously appeared in  A Millennial Sampler of South Carolina Poetry, Tipton Poetry Journal, FIELD, and The Literary Review.