Archive | March, 2015

Rightly I Am Called She came over the mountains over the hills over the plains through forests and valleys Her long hair dragging behind entangling trees rocks lions wolves Banging her drums Shaking her bracelets her anklets King of the Gods, he calls himself claiming throne and sky — he even tried to steal my drums, hurling thunder But Mother of All the Gods am I My daughters and sons […]

Still There Inspired by a painting by Elizabeth Catanese After class, two children clean the blackboard erasers, bumping them together, soft cymbals. White dust billows, settles on eyes and noses. They laugh, choking, play teacher, white chalk tapping. In a game of hangman, letter by letter, two words assemble, a school play, brave, vulnerable, Still There. Once you’ve seen the words on the cover, you don’t need to read the […]

Single A life she lived. but never truly loved, except for spare moments, when the floor boards creaked, under children’s feet, and the man inside, brought her flowers.   Something seemed lost, in the familiar routine. Marriage was maze. of hidden threats, and hard won bets, and suddenly a stranger, was sleeping next door.   Finding a letter, left on his last day. No hint of regret, she read between […]

Birth Let egg embryo germ and generation descent and derivation root in the source of her origin let seed stem well ripen until her life-force unshackles from shell.   — Release ―for Mother She lives in mist, she lives in moon, where starlit nights display. She lives near banks, where currents turn, where river’s rush is cradled, where wilderness resides. She lives near cliffs, where swallows nest, where ferns and […]