Sky Song

 

Sky’s lit today. it’s
    all moody and shit
heavy with a pregnant
  tint. we’re curved under the clouds
       in the verge of moisture

    nervous behind its refusal
    to shine legibly or puncture. we didn’t
    know to look or cover
    up for an answer to our gutted

grumble. couldn’t say whose
      turn it was to rain. we wet
   our faces with the failure to speak
       clouded content
              or divine

      its portent. we could feel
    a future’s coming to spark and
    …

Untitled

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this is a pileated wooden ball
dropped in a wooden bowl
this is a woodchip guitarpick
lost down the sound hole

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plumber has him
his own ideas
about beauty
eyes worked …

Fractured Hero’s Journey

 

We went on a 12-sparrow walk

so I could teach my soul to speak.
    (Jim Harrison said this
          is the language of poetry.)

(Few things scare me as much as …

A kite with the image of a cartoon dragon flies across the blue sky.

faddoms

Read and listen to the poem in Shetlandic Scottish below. Scroll down to read the modern English translation.

 

faddom du dis fur me
da lies o da feddir​​​
maunna makk​​​​
da …

Silent Spring

Reading by Jake Levine

 

The door is shut.

The road where flower petals fall
half on this side, half on that.
Of all the things that used to buzz about
no trace …

From notes from the understory

 

notes from the understory (layer 20, direction one)

All of it begins. I’m soaked to the skin by a sudden downpour.
My gray silk blouse won’t come free from the skin …