John Muro, “Befitting Blue”

A life-long resident of Connecticut, John Muro is a graduate of Trinity College, Wesleyan University and the University of Connecticut. His professional career has been dedicated to environmental stewardship and conservation. In the Lilac Hour, John’s first volume of poems, was published last fall by Antrim House, and it is available on Amazon. His poems have been published or are forthcoming in numerous literary journals, including Moria, Euphony, The French Literary Review, and River Heron.

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Befitting Blue

Such as the pale
Solvent leaking
From the periphery
Of sky or the brightly
Jeweled jay
Flushed to wires
Drooping like jowls
Between utility poles
Or the glass insulators
Set atop the crossbars
Like translucent
Chalices of ice.
Perhaps the sneeze
Of cornflowers stirring
In weedy plush or the
Sham enamel spilling
From the bucket of
Morning mussels
Warming a pair of
Damselflies—winged
Bobby pins—locked
In contorted wheel
The color and shape
Of the ring you
Returned in your final
Act of mercy last night.


2 thoughts on “John Muro, “Befitting Blue”

  1. John has an arresting ability to make life come to life even more so, if only for a brief moment.

    Busy as we all are, I stop, read and reflect, feeling recharged by life’s previously unseen details.

    I go back to my world a little more appreciative of what’s around me and the many gifts in life.

    And I appreciate the gift John has to illuminate the realities, wonders and myriad elements of our existence.

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  2. John Muro brings out the imagination of his readers. He is is like an ‘artist who paints poetry’ . I have read and reread his book “In the Lilac Hour” which I bought on Amazon. I agree with the other comments about “feeling recharged by life’s previously unseen details.” When I read John’s poems its like watching a movie unfold and there are surprises too. I have a garden and now I am seeing things in a whole new way. I see now how light plays on the flowers and when the wind blows through the petals I think “the wind’s fingers are tickling the flowers”. John has added so much enthusiasm and depth to my world.

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