Allan Rae

 Welcome to my online portfolio, home to selections of original writing, links to published work, photography, art, and the occasional editorial or research update. To contact me, feel free to send me an email from the contact page.

Welcome to my online portfolio, home to what I feel constitutes my best literary nonfiction, poetry, flash fiction, & photography, with links to my published work, as well as the occasional editorial or research update.

Dusk After A Storm Is An Imperfect Metaphor

…It is either the beginning or the end
of the world, and the choice is ourselves
or nothing.”
— Carolyn Forche

It is in the first moments
after a storm if one looks
to the west, through fern
and branches there is a
shadow cast on wet sky,
absent crimson flames
in a pre-dusk glow.

Then, for a brief moment
no shadow is cast and
hungry air quenches on
that which remains.

It is only when one looks
past shadow-less ranges,
beyond the far peaks, that
an amber crest holding vast
gardens of violet orchids
springs briefly into view.

In A World With Lines Drawn All Over It, Where Do I Stand?

The Weight Of A Moment Renders Scales Insuffcient