Nothing Is Real
Nothing is real
In October.
The fresh angels
Of our past dance
away into Winter
Small clouds
Then back pedal
Into our lives
Disguised as Spring.
by M.L. Liebler is an internationally known & widely published Detroit poet, university professor, literary arts activist and arts organizer, and he is the author of 13 books including the Award winning Wide Awake in Someone Else’s Dream (Wayne State University Press 2008) featuring poems written in and about Russia, Israel, Germany, Alaska and Detroit. He has taught writing, American Studies and Labor Studies at Wayne State University since 1980.
