I read with difficulty,
poets I once admired,
not seeing anymore
the simplicity I once saw.
I worry stones smooth
between my fingers,
as if patterns emerge
through a force of will.
There must be something
more than what is here.
Certainties tremble, then
fall like ash into dust.
I’ve come to know less
than I have ever known.
(November 8, 2019)
if change will happen it will
happen now whenever
it happens so simple
–
yet still fear stays
the turn in the dance
the conversation the poem
–
where change shifts without
the moment noticed within
light which drifts through a window
–
or rose petals scattered
across an afternoon floor
oblivious as a sleeping cat
(November 1, 2019)
then his breath expands
his silence into the room
nothing more to say
(October 31, 2019)
On the bookstore floor,
I sit and read poetry;
thus, my life has passed.
(October 27, 2019)
Bread crumbs were not enough—
insubstantial as memory
flitting away like sparrows
through the trees. He was lost,
tangled in possibility’s inevitable
collapse; he could not pull past
the brush to a salient interpretation:
where he went, where he was going,
or what language he now spoke.
–
She had fled years ago,
escaped to the witches who
had forgiven her childhood
sins. She no longer believed
in the lies of her father,
the long walks in the woods
with her brother. She returned
now for some redemption,
only to find him not at home.
(October 25, 2019)
The sound of my last dream
will be silence: the silence
of fog, the silence of fear.
My last dream will echo
the clack of high heels
on wet London streets.
My last dream will be warm
like your bare skin beneath
my hands late at night.
My last dream will linger
over the thousand, thousand
kisses: your lips soft,
warm, hungry for more.
My last dream will be free
of doubt, secure in coherence
with all the lines blurred.
My last dream will not wake
to return me to a place
it can never know.
My last dream will be
a harbor, a sanctuary,
a last whispered breeze.
(October 15, 2019)
I put on my socks.
The sun slides across the sky.
I take off my socks.
(October 15, 2019)
