“The Beauty” by Jonas Kyle-Sidell

Do people see it? Are they praying,
                                    like me,


they have some reaction to it? To

            slamming this bus down the road –

each other: caught
in our sweetest humility, here,

            cherry trees

like a honey-trap. A woman says,

            shedding their blossoms. . .

“Good, now,” after finding her seat
and sighing. I feel my sex

            All things

flex, imagine a woman’s skin
curving around her body, find my mind


is still where I last left it,
and God bless this heart

            and right

beating in time.

Jonas has had poems published in the L.A. Review, Gargoyle, Pearl, Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, Main Street Rag, The Melancholy Dane, Paradigm, Welter, and Smile Hon! You're in Baltimore. He is currently an adjunct English teacher at the Community College of Baltimore County. He's got more where this came from.