by heather | May 2, 2015 | Poems
Acolyte of mountainsshe learned much from their strength,the way their heightlooms from unseen depth,play of light and shadeon sloped canvas,turnings of dayand season. Today her feet thumpto pound a new staccato,pushing against what is solidwith springtime...
by heather | May 2, 2015 | Poems
So actually, God,who does not existthe way the wordwould suggest,not a singular entitybut a wild multiplicitycrystallizedin fluid oneness, anyhow this God(infinitely beyond personality,wearing this wordlike a ballcapjust to satisfy this pen) is trying to catch your...
by heather | Nov 30, 2014 | Poems
There is a place beyond doubt where meaning speaks so clear that purpose is obvious even as it makes no sense artists splashing their detritus on walls hailed as beauty or junk – opinion so secondary to the primacy of the call urgency of the...
by heather | Nov 11, 2014 | Poems
I keep thinking I know what you’re working on or should be especially when you tell me you are lost my list of maps to helpful treasures is inspiring but the truth is, I have no clue. I see your flint and steel and see your candle sometimes lit and wish you well...
by heather | Nov 11, 2014 | Poems
He said it so sweetly, rugged and innocent, and I was so moved I almost missed the message, caught by the realness of his voice, air moving through his heart and lips to my vibrating ears. Almost missed it coming from her embrace, the stranger I had feared, until I...
by heather | Nov 11, 2014 | Poems
I understand how joy smells like rain, how fermented flowers rot into perfume, how laughter is most rich when there are tears but today even joy feels out of reach, a bar raised too high, a shelf beyond my outstretched arms. Today the threads entwine...
