Equinox Scream a pair of Canada geeserush on the supple wind their wings in unisonsoar them forward strong black necks likeexclamation marks over an azure page –a day in the mighty book of living today’s language is flightconfidently destined to lift the frosted veil of winter in beaks and claws place it gently lovinglyon shoulders jagged… Continue reading Poem 79 – Equinox Scream & Book Launches
Category: On Writing
Poem 78 – Bowling With My Dad
Bowling With My Dad Today if I couldI would meet my dadat the Bowlero Inhale the smooth scent of oil hot rubber beer friedfeel a bit shy renting shoeswhen he has his owna beautiful ball too the fancy bag to hold it all I’d let him type our nameson the flat-lettered keyboard –marvel at themDad … Continue reading Poem 78 – Bowling With My Dad
Poem 77 – Spindle
Spindle spins constantlypushed by the invisiblehands of Karma or Time or both flexible needle a moveable beastsnaking inside my body pin-tipped pricking my tonguemy eardrum the belly of my colonvocal chords eyeballs the tender cushions of my soles – my souleven in her graceful hiding spots oh my heart is a beloved destinationalas this curse is… Continue reading Poem 77 – Spindle
VANESSA SHIELDS 