I’m glad to have a poem selected for the Tuesday poem at The Seattle Review of Books. Each week, on Tuesday, come and read a new poem. And check out their book reviews too!
Poetry helps me find “the place beyond words.” We poets use words to point ourself and others toward those ineffable places. When this water of 'being' is running through me, I write for the joy of participating and the hope of learning something new. If my words then touch others I am rewarded a second time.
A poem from my chapbook The Moth Eaten World. Written in 2008, this poem seemed appropriate today after writing about Luck and Fortune. I realize how far I’ve come from this painful place, but I also recognize that writing this allowed me to keep moving spiritually to a more true place for myself. Please excuse the formatting, there shouldn’t be spaces between the couplet lines.
after Robert Hass
I left God in her Temple when you got sick.
Foolish to utter that name, like lassoing clouds
wandering an indigo arc.
I praise instead sunflowers’ beneficent heads
their Fibonacci faces divining light, sing hymns
of beans, corn and all dirt shrouded
tubers begging us bend
as we sow, witness the parlay of earth-
worms, their castings, our gold.
I rant prayers to righteous communities of bees,
their fierce loyalty spinning alchemies day and night.
On the wild shore, where the sea breaks its back,
between foam and spray I walk splintered
like an armless starfish, waiting: for the turn
of tide, a waxing breath, my place among
the minyan of slack-jawed facing slack water.
I was trolling the internet a month or so ago when I discovered that I’d had a poem published and I didn’t know it. It is in a journal called Ars Medica that used to be in print format but is now online only. I kept waiting to receive the print one and didn’t realize it would never come until I saw this and contacted the editor.
This poem is in response to interviewing a couple of moms who have sons with Duchenne’s Muscular Dystrophy. But for anyone whose child suffers a rare illness for which there is a gene mutation, I think you can relate. And for those with healthy children, I hope it provides a different perspective..