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SHJ Issue 17
Fall 2017

[Two Poems]

by Jude Dillon

[You’re on the last drop]

You’re on the last drop
to a real beginning

passing fire
hand to mouth

allowing the sky to cloud
and scuttle north

women do that sometimes
working on their optimism

hammering nails
closing the exits

drawing closer
than they need to


[A large whiskey has focus]

A large whiskey has focus 
in the dark
shining light into the chasm
splashing back 
at the rain 

the cool weight of luck
illuminates your
the knife in

wakes us
with a gentleness 
the very wicked know


SHJ Issue 17
Fall 2017

Jude Dillon

lives in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. These poems are from his latest manuscript Blue Noir. His work has been published in magazines throughout Canada, the United States, and Europe. He is also a photographer and spends most of his time on his walking career adding to the oeuvre. Guitar playing and reading are distractions that inspire.

“...we have been born here to witness and celebrate. We wonder at our purpose for living. Our purpose
is to perceive the fantastic. Why have a universe if there is no audience?” — Ray Bradbury