Grew up near Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and earned a BS at
the University of Pittsburgh. He currently works as a writer,
computer consultant, and full-time father in central Ohio.
Over the past twenty-five years or so, he has had poems and
stories published in various literary magazines, including
Skylark, Wisconsin Review, Bitter Oleander, Nebo, Star*Line,
The William and Mary Review, Small Pond, Abbey, Beyond Baroque,
New York Quarterly, and Confrontation.
sea scatters sunlight
from wave-crests to air.
this new day falls open.
rocks & sandy shore
seem barren & abandoned,
as though life never were
or long ago had ended.
does it matter that we're here,
that life breath-swells the earth?
still the morning light would fall
& shatter on the water.
Copyright © 2004 Peter Roberts