Reefs of mushrooms in the moss Yellow cabbage butterflies Matchstick trees, flamed and fallen Black against the pale sky Glassy waters. Glassy eyes. With so much beauty and so much death, my boots smash ants, damp brown with blood, the wonder lingers on the breeze like breaths through slightly parted lips, dark the storm clouds,…
Tag: poetry
To M.L., his boots stretched on the fireplace
“No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.” – F. Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby [To M.L., his boots stretched on the fireplace] From the shadows we watch his face in the blue half-light of the fire. Hear the draft beneath the door and the fire’s dying…
Reflections on a swimsuit walk near Tunnel Mountain
Along the smooth path powdered with dust, Beneath the bluish shadows of the evergreen. Where is the thing that I lost? Toppled crags and boulders grow in clusters, guard the way. Clamber over, run away, Each tread sprays yellow moss. How many ants have marched this day? Spears of light pierce the woods The stones…
Good Books List 2016
Okay: – What Do You Care What Other People Think? Richard Feynman – The Blessed Damozel by Dante Gabriel Rossetti – Four Quartets by T.S. Eliot – The Pre-Raphaelite Poets with Intro by Harold Bloom – Under the Greenwood Tree by Thomas Hardy Good: – The Lady of Shallott by Tennyson – With my Trousers…