COME FOR YOUR MIRRORED MOSAIC*
vibrant triangles over the square root of a diamond in
rough, a bathtub of light bulbs—When he felt that no one
looking, the Candy Man ran amok in the carnival garden
Matisse’s mattress. All through the tunnels and grottos,
crafted sweet reminders of a life engaged with inspiration,
Isaiah Zagar wondered, “What happens when you look
Street’s Magic Garden scavenger hunt. Elated,
something astounding’s happening: We direct electricity.
a wall, Isaiah expressed, “Your light excels by shattering.
collide. I can’t imagine a more exquisite wedding for
Siegell is the author of three books of poetry and a senior
editor at Painted
Bride Quarterly. He is online at paulsiegell.blogspot.com.