Stillness

I waited,
And the sky turned cloudy.

I waited,
And it began to rain.

I waited,
And it began to snow.

I waited,
And night fell.

I am still waiting.
Sooner or later, morning must come.

Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a grad background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has recently or will soon appear in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is a Jar, The Phoenix, and other journals. Edward is also a published poet.