On Writing

Poem 14 – New Moon Mediation – The Mountain Goat

New Moon Meditation - The Mountain Goat I envision a mountain goatIt is maleA worn copper bellhangs under his chinHe has buck teethbright white like Chicletsstartling blue eyes a smile that lifts moreon the right than on the lefta laugh hides under hisbottom lip The mountain goat eats rootsMy rootsPlunged deeply in thecentre of the earthHe… Continue reading Poem 14 – New Moon Mediation – The Mountain Goat

On Writing

The Field #morningcoffeesessions

The Field the field knows me keeps coming to my mind like the wind’s mouth slightly parted exhaling the delicacies of the past inhaling the electricity of time the field is permanent the mole under my left breast the inflammation in my finger joints let’s recall the land the land that held the field thick… Continue reading The Field #morningcoffeesessions