Antoni Ooto is a poet and flash fiction writer who came to writing late. Known for his bstract expressionist art, Antoni now finds his voice in poetry. His love of reading and studying many poets has opened and offered him a new form of self expression. His works have been published in Front Porch Review, Amethyst Review, Nixes Mate Review, Young Ravens Literary Review, and many others. He lives and works in upstate New York with his wife poet/ storyteller, Judy DeCroce.
Everything was so important once.
Each minute, leading him here.
His thoughts of tomorrow, left to tomorrow,
as more of him disappears
He sits talking to himself about himself
while the mirror considers what is left.
He’s never alone in his head,
voices, old haunts, games in vacant lots;
all those loves…so much gone.
“I’m in the middle of everything…
with no time left.”
A day finds its way
as he ticks down.
Elegy for a Hard Year
Carving the way to a vanished point
subtracting the hours,
arcs of snow assail my face,
my legs in icy spray.
The plow at full throttle—
Street signs lean in white face,
as trees shake to attention.
parents die in the same year,
the world quiets
centering the noise to the heart.
My mistake thinking it was finished.