Fog Hour

Steve Klepetar



Fog hour, the rowboat steers

into cottony smoke, we rest

calmly, shipping the oars, waiting

for the empty thrill of words.


A halo.  The lake breathes like

a sigh.  Nobody speaks and

speaks again.  We carry gentle

silence, all we'll ever need.




Steve Klepetar teaches literature and writing at Saint Cloud State University in Minnesota.  His work has appeared in many journals and has received nominations for both the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Web.