Tag Archives: cave
Of Unsalted Seas
A giant billboard boasts the intrinsic appeal of Duluth in winter. A woman paces back and forth beside a café table as she talks on her cell. I wouldn’t want to live in a cave or a cell or Duluth … Continue reading
Filed under Afternoon Poems
New Background
No famous mobile cutouts on a lawn will work. A classic dance piece from 1958 won’t do. None of those instantly recognizable faces disturbing the natural world. Not a mountain— or cave for gangster ghosts. The names I know come … Continue reading
Filed under Night Poems
Esther to Lester
She stands outside the mouth in fear—it tastes like dirt— a gummy red, soulful clay soil. She passes through this entrance daily to travel into that deep, pitch, sometimes dank, place inside herself where she plucks poems from vines. Too … Continue reading
Filed under Morning Poems
Nature’s Bethel
That she could define the sacred place inside her architecture of breathing, that she could steal her father’s Old Head cave—naturally programmed with thick Irish grass to cushion vistas of the Irish Sea— that she could claim even one piece of … Continue reading
Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems
