The McKinley Review Magazine

In the Thunder

By: Steve Klepetar | Posted on: March 2018


Let caskets fall from rock ledges,

let barrels tumble down the hills.

Let everything break open and spill

across the mountainside.

Let it all scatter and subside,

dwindle and disappear.

Someone will hear a voice

in the thunder, and her eyes

will roll and burn.

She will gesture to the wind.

When she speaks, hawks wheel

in the sky.

Magic clings to her, sticky

and wet, potent in her hands.

What has she brought from distant peaks?

What fiery words, carved by lightning

onto tablets she flings into gorges

where we wait, breathless and ashamed?


Steve Klepetar lives in the Berkshires in Massachusetts. His work has appeared worldwide, in such journals as Chiron, Deep Water, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Muse: India, Night Garden, Poppy Road Review, Snakeskin, Voices Israel, Ygdrasil, and many others. Several of his poems have been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize. Klepetar is the author of fourteen poetry collections and chapbooks, the most recent of which include How Fascism Comes to America (Locofo Chaps), Why Glass Shatters (One Sentence Chaps), and o filho da bebedora de café (The Coffee Drinker’s Son), translated into Portuguese by Francisco Jose de Carvalho.