The poems below were chosen as “Best Poems” and excerpted from the two most recent issues of the Aurorean. Potential submitters can get a good feel for the kinds of poetry we publish by reading these poems, and by being familiar with our journal as a whole.

The Maid Pouring Milk

Vermeer knew the secret of light—
how it can illuminate
a life, sweeping majestically
like a halcyon broom,

the sun transmutes a loaf of bread
into gold, turns a dull scarf
royal blue and transforms
a maid pouring milk
into object d’art.

As if to say, from a certain angle
at just the right time of day
light imbues our lives,
no matter who we are,
with undeniable beauty.

by Ed Meek, from Fall/Winter 2018–2019

* * *

Landings

The buckeye
butterfly flits over the field’s
tall grass. His ragged hind-
wing lopsides flight, yet
he still takes air.

*

A widow spiderling para-
glides from under the eaves.
The silken chute is custom made,
but she must wait to see her
body scarlet an hourglass.

*

Tell me, how can you
know the thistle’s electric
violet and not want to see it
again tomorrow? The soft-
land of bees year after year?

*

My son is a glass
on the ledge of his mind’s
making. Each day I tell him
as he falls, know you can—
reassemble the shards.

by Kelly Cressio-Moeller, from Spring/Summer 2018