7.19.2016

Summer 2016, Encapsulated

No poems today
no reflection
on how light
inevitably
follows darkness
how the sky feels
how a body opens
like a flower
how I love you
no words
though still true
it does
I do

7.08.2016

Untitled, July 2016

word

of the day
week
lifetime
generation

toxic

country
world
thoughts
society

hearts

7.02.2016

Athena Shakes Her Head

There’s a throne
in this morning’s clouds
from which I imagine
Athena observes
skirmishes with no purpose
olive trees rot roots up
war with no end
She knows
there’s no slowing this march
no wings can lift us
above inevitable despair
The mind of God is blank
and no blue remains
even above the clouds