Category: poetry

I imagine there are worse places to run out of gasin the frantic days just before Christmas.But the far left turning laneAt Kietzke and Plumb is a really bad one.One of the busiest intersections in town. I was on my phone with my baby sisterwhose own blond moments are legendary,when the engine just quit.Seriously?That didn’t →

remember the bugs of June? those first sweltering summer eveningsour flat-lander family of eighttook refuge behind screen-doorsthe terrifying pitch-black wilderness beyond deep-wood baritone frog ribbitsand trilling cricketsphantom mule-deer with glowing eyesoccupied the shadows star infernos peppered the black skythrough fractal oak and scattered pine and slowly they gathered hidden and burrowed by dayand attracted to →

Under the giant at Latopa RoadSun-filtered shadowsMassiveResoluteScimitar leavesCumulus heavy with sunrise orbsWeak limbs that Samoan mothers teach their children not to climb They gather beneathChildren, Walkers, Taxi-drivers. Spy the mangoA challenging dangle dare-ya Long stemclipped with a well-placed stone’s throwDrops with a thudinto cocktail puddles of fermenting fruit Palm-fitting prizeSoftball heavySmooth, draftsman curvesRipe, soft touch →

deep in the somewhere morningas the valley awakensbelow a bloated mountainwhere winter snow yet rests tang of new bud and leafsails on a breath of windbirds dash tree to treein filtered forest lightcreeks giddy with snowmeltsun blazes in deep blue sky where lake meets shorePleistocene vegansstrip leaves from oak and willowgraze on thick grasses no →

They say a picture is worth a thousand wordsEmbed one in anotherAnd the words surely multiply Old friends join me in the Black Rock DesertA place of bleak, inhospitable sand and rockBlazing summer heatNumbing winter coldAir so clearThe horizon clips off thunderheadsOne hundred miles away Lake-settled silt beneath usRests on bedrock ten thousand feet belowA →