Tag: #dversepoets

• Day 4

  let us begin here, at the temple of helplessness, to grieve proper the angels caught unawares, before awareness even

  Jenifer

  April 4, 2018

  Bite-sized sampler, Tanka

  #dversepoets, Grief, innocence, Memory, NaPoWriMo, poetry, tanka

• Childcraft, 1964 ed.

  loud, no books but encyclopedia, hiding behind end-table, drapes fidgeting, national geographics layered open alien religions, bangles elongating necks, circular cornfield in desert, white-clothed bedouin, tattered scrolls, peking man poems spread on top, stutters untwisting, hours unwrapping, “this is my rock and here I run to steal the secrets of the sun” ——————————————– A late…

  Jenifer

  March 27, 2015

  Childhood, Meditation, Memory, Muse, My family

  #dversepoets, poetry

• Twin waters

  Water runs in streams through sandy swales, clear and cold and quick, carves underedges along tiny banks, trails pebbles too large to carry forward, and returns again in its own path to the great, wild churning. .. Water glides over broken asphalt, shifts its course over sharp, jagged cracks, deposits mud, clay from baseball diamond…

  Jenifer

  March 10, 2015

  Chicago, Dying, Meditation, Nature, Pentwater, Seasons

  #dversepoets, poetry

• It is what comes after

  Though in a world of doubt surrounded, our river plies, churns, hides its own error, misgiving, re-creation, courage of moment, witness borne, lost. Our hero beeches suffer demotion to floats, serve as fisheries, bubble up ripples, but if confrontation cannot be avoided, indeed, remains steadfast, they rise to bows, turns, diversions, reshaping even water, laying…

  Jenifer

  March 5, 2015

  Ancient, Nature, Political struggle, Public, Robert Frost

  #dversepoets, poetry