TODAY! I installed an interdisciplinary community poetry meets cyanotype bonanza project that I started last year at the Round Rock Public Library. If you’re local, I would love for you to check it out! What you see above in the cell phone photo is a preview of the first piece of it in progress –Continue reading “Poetry Is. . . .”
Author Archives: amyjasek
Hatch Chilis
Heat portalsthe bright flavor of the desertgreen horns that lengthenedunder the wide southwestern eyethey sail the turquoise seato land in this humble space Lift the hatch: behold the fire within Another poem from my Kitchen Collection! You can see more of them here on my photo website. Thank you for reading!
Wind
The night the windcame to lifethere were headlights shiningdown the beachinterrupting the darknessin our thin cocoon The walls bowedswollen from the outsidepushing against the edgesof our dreamstossing the mattresslike a boat on an angry seatent ribs cracked and groanedceiling rose and fell withdeep ragged breathsenergy swirled,let out of its boxwith a vengeanceturning canvas flapsinto wildContinue reading “Wind”
Challah
Layered knotsgrains arrangedand linked togetherbound by the handsthat tied them,the heatthat made them One,life and lovegraceful slices on a platefrom rich, sustainingloaves Back in the summer of 2020 I got all fired up over the idea of writing a bunch of poems about food – and I DID write a bunch of them! I calledContinue reading “Challah”
Ocean
Washed up treasurescoated in a briny rindeven feathers bring it homesalty seaside perfume lingersbut mostly it’s the sandthat sticks with youthe constant scratch of the tide Stand there all dayfeet sinking, casting your wordstoward the deephands waving offeringsto the gulls The billowing roarswallows it all It’s the rhythm that remainsa drowning currentin your heartlong afterContinue reading “Ocean”
June Rain
Grey lady walksacross the landgatheringvisits the coast, wades out to sealassos the waterspoutcollecting raindrops Scales the mountainsto pine needle musicharbors a cache of snowscooping up the wind Sweeps across the plainsraking armloads of sunshinefrom the skycomes away withpocketfuls of heat High steps over mesascombing wild hairwith wands of ocotillo Leaves dancing footprintsin the dustgracious fingersContinue reading “June Rain”
Summer
Several states awayshe readslines of MidsummerIt will be over beforeshe getsto return homeShe won’t tell mehow she really feelsso I don’t really knowand I, too, readMidsummerat homein the dark A poem from 2020, from my Medium archive. Funny how parenting shows up in so much of my creative work. . . . Thank you forContinue reading “Summer”
Morning
In the morning the doves’ lamentmixes with the hum of distant trafficand lawnmowersa conversation bouncingbetween the treeslanguage following the networkof branches and shade, cover There are hawks in this neighborhoodwho also listento the deep breasted plea for lovethat echoes from thoselight hollow boneswhile squirrels scratchalong their fence highwayto fuss and chatterat the cat From myContinue reading “Morning”
Pelicans
Aloft on salt airpelicans patrol the dunes,punch holes in the waves Watching the squadrons of pelicans soar in formation back and forth from the water to their nesting grounds all day was a treat that made even the collapse of our tent at 2am worthwhile! Anybody else have beach-camping mishaps both awesome and awful?? ThankContinue reading “Pelicans”
Dad
He has always been thereSailor tongued superheropockets full of dirty jokesEach step of his was fourto little scrambling feetMy progress tethered to a pinkyWait, Daddy Powder kegs of emotionI didn’t understandwhere it came from, thenPunching holes in wallsHis motor always runningnever out of gasWait, Daddy An industry of creation, explorationThe salvation of artifactsin careful orderPatientContinue reading “Dad”
The Poetry Patio 