Poetry by Samuel Gilpin

A Brief Incident

                                              spectacled gaze through
                                                                           window pane

                                    the sense of whats been—

                                                            the sound of an engine running

                                                                                floodlight shows cardboard box

                       thin featureless clouds—

                                                                        our analogy our utterance

                                                            like a core of blood

                                                                                              or whatever



Samuel Gilpin is a poet living in Portland, OR, who holds a Ph.D. in English Literature from the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, which explains why he works as a door-to-door salesman. A Prism Review Poetry Contest winner, he has served as the Poetry Editor of Witness Magazine and Book Review Editor of Interim. A Cleveland State University First Book Award finalist, his work has appeared in various journals and magazines, most recently in The Bombay Gin, Omniverse, and Colorado Review.