After Brunch Journal

I keep trying

to learn imperfectly of course

with resourceful insistence at what is

or isn’t life’s probable meaning

ha, beyond obviously: we die

nonetheless letting my brain’s yeast rise

kneading its spongy gray matter

preparing in anticipation a range

of satisfying knowing even non-knowing

inbreathing logic’s plenitude

of aromatic flavors thus beating back

my world of anxiety with redolent satisfaction

of having carefully weighed logic’s/non-logic’s

outpourings

plausible bits of framing of credible attention

plausible bits of framing of credible attention

to my meager wants of happiness

shaped by some nutrient-intense

meaning

About the Author

Ed Higgins’ poems and short fiction have appeared in various print and online journals. Ed is Asst. Fiction Editor for Brilliant Flash Fiction. He has a small organic farm in Yamhill, OR, raising a menagerie of animals—including a rooster named StarTrek. A collection of his poems, Near Truth Only, has been published by Fernwood Press, Dec., 2022.