The Darts of August

as the archer, you point arrows, fulfilling some sacred oathelastic and flying, half-transcendental,seeking mending from thistledown, they bloom brighter than merciless skiesfinding the line in the sand while seashells bleachand the 150 year old banyan tree tells how to withdraw a sword from a backyard stone This poem is a Cento, made from the workContinue reading “The Darts of August”

Buffalo

there’s something sacred about a canyonhow the land gave way to river powerwater’s carrying works will never be done some majesty gets measured by the tonlips that graze are busy every hourin their bones they understand the canyon acknowledging sacredness in actionwhere rainfall meets land, and time empowersthe water to carve and never be doneContinue reading “Buffalo”

Smokies, 2

Illusion hillssmoke signals further visionblanket memory, summer-warmconsciousness dreaminga boulder for a pillowbattling angelsto climb ladderseverything leaves a marklow-rounded, still-sacredsome of those illusionscarry ancient namessome of them carrythe bones of the sky I love how mountains fade into the distance, how it hardly seems real. This poem is the second one I wrote for the polaroidContinue reading “Smokies, 2”

Shadows

break it down, where the lightfinds the failing fallen,ignited by shadows broken patterns alightwithin the frame’s swollenhollows, flushed with light where geometry’s tightcourse follows peaks and glenswaves will find the shadows in the doorway hope fightsfeeling sorrow takenpast breaking down. The light will flush away the blightburning away brackenigniting the shadows til the fire’s hotContinue reading “Shadows”

Fundraiser Incentives!

I am back again today to talk about the 30/30 project I’m participating in for Tupelo Press, and to offer incentives for your dear, wonderful, generous donations! The writing is going well so far – in the sense that I am happy with what I’m producing and *also* really enjoying reading the work of myContinue reading “Fundraiser Incentives!”