Illumination Through Verse

I hear the call of the breeze and the Stillness I feel the fracture of the bone the agony of the wooden table the caress of the dove the heartbreak of being Loved completely and broken into pebbles...

I am afraid of the men in boots in my bedroom I can hear their crunching march as they approach across the frozen tundra The young daughter with plump cheeks in my bed and the pink strawberry ice...

if you were a succulent creature would you know it? would you recognize your own luminosity... the translucent drop of dew shimmering on your slender green stem? would you know your own rich aroma,...

Lonely is the lamb spotted is the mule sated is the flesh and I... am longing for Your touch the chain to break the sight to mend the breath to fill just so... just so... the vision appears a...

I stand at the brink The Old Ones call my name The Old Ones call my name Here is your leavened bread, fresh from the clay ovens to feed the hungry, the lost and the broken Do not expect Earthly...

I rush from my car to the front door across loose gravel and up cement steps to try to avoid the Night if I look Her in the eye She will un-do me Her biting Cold will not let me hide or find my rest...