The Bluestone Review 2025

Poetry

Atlantic City Paul Jones

What wonders man has made: Towers where bets are laid below rooms, maid-neatened, and the slop shops passing for haute cuisine. High fashion shoes sink in the warm sand. Someone saw someone else in low light. Beautiful! Streetlight lit, bright ghosts dressed

in flag shadows, dark rags designed as lures sparkle. Who came here to be lost

where so little is won? Off shore, underwater, whales sing green mermaid songs. The sad couples wonder how everything went wrong.

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