The way she looked at me For N. into me, the way she read the words out loud, a few at a time, held them in her mouth, tastebuds shocking, savouring then swallowing the meanings, her blue aventurine eyes pushing brilliance, bridging us in a spectral hue of heaving hearts…I mean, my heart was heaving,… Continue reading POEM A DAY – May 5
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POEM A DAY – May 3
Found this piece in a 'rejection' pile...written in 2020, with a little editing...here's a re-vision! woman at a cross garden I risk damaging my skin to understandthe depths of the miracles making in her shadowsI fail to root with her a bristly purple flower blooms in my throatmy inner child wants to apologizefor choosing awe… Continue reading POEM A DAY – May 3
POEM A DAY – May 2
The Morel of the Story the black morel foraging trifecta:moisturetemperaturetrees & I reckon a spring-sproutingdouse of luck is necessary too& keeping your eyes ground-ward& your hope skyward your brain will feel awkwardwhen it registers the fungiclearly a very long lost cousinof its gooey-folded form C tells me you have to cleanthem well, they’re filled withbugs:… Continue reading POEM A DAY – May 2