Tag: Eternity

Soil – A Poetic Notion

Death is my Religion Death is my sacred Mother Death is the vehicle by which my soul traverses the heavens She is no macabre fancy But a perfumed blossom When I was a boy I dreamed of a rotting woman in an upper room…

The Distance Remained

What even is poetry? I suppose it’s for when life is too weedy and wonderful for prose. We waited a long time there in the brambles, amidst the tobacco smoke, we talked for hours. What were we on about? It didn’t matter. Together was…

Under Construction – Up Since Three

I sit staring at a hotel curtain. The pattern reminds me of birch trees. Beyond are some Loblolly pines and Carolina starlight. The room has that new plaster smell that reminds me of the apartment I stayed at while working at a fiberglass plant….

Eyes on the East (Poem)

O you voices of wonder…. Pour out your splendour ! All through the hills… O sweet and tender! Reedy and ready… How the wind fills! Various yet steady… Eyes on the East! Shine stars o shine… From greatest to least! All down the line……