Category Archives: Poetry

natty and bumble pot-hole and sink-hole winkle star glades in China   you dig far enough to know the center may hold flower fields such gold   there’s always more space well chaos in a closet thats’ what a door fore

wherever you turn in scree o’er debris @ sea a wayfarer maid   gathering our shells a string a lute a bead sown a heart within reach   the furthest ashore the farther thereon well now a wild and unknown

one mountain higher a whole to enfold below to wear it into   another beside made to hold as was perchance a kingdom   an obstacle now an effort an evermore an only ascent

a footnot’d text ode to silence ode to joy a torn page the wind   articulation anticipate a remnant distraction an else   a moment ago an entirety as was niche an avalanche