Issue No. 13, Summer 2015

Dream of Cold Steel
Sue Howell

Fathers and teachers, what is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering
of being unable to love.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Dream of a knife in an open drawer
waiting to be drawn, to cut the meat

or the finger, or drawn from a boot
in the Athens market, all stamped

with the word Wehrmacht, boots
made for marching on the Night

of the Long Knives, though knights
don’t use the knife to kill, a sword

will do the job, or even a flattering
word. The knife is still the kindest cut.

Sue Howell is a former teacher with degrees from Tulane University and Southern Illinois University who started writing poetry seriously when she left the classroom. Since then she’s published poems in passager, Southern Indiana Review, and various regional journals. She’s won some local contests, and she was a finalist in the River Styx International Poetry Contest and the 2012 Tennessee Williams Literary Festival contest.