Poems on the Previous

poems for the end of april!

Your Shadow Invents You Every Time Light Fails to Pass Through You

Listen. Here’s the light / an arm’s length away. The ceiling reforming / above you, like another heaven after its own self- / destruction. Here’s my body & you stretching lifelong / toward every hole in the house / left as warm as a father running from / horizon to horizon. Don’t be afraid.

Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you.

Sit over steaming / bowls of pilaf. Little roasted tomatoes / covered in pepper and nutmeg. / Miss you. / Would love to walk to the post office with you. / Bring the ghost dog. We’ll walk past the waterfall / and you can tell me about the after. / Wish you.

This Bus Stop Was a Coral Reef Once (Megan Arkenberg)

Twenty thousand years ago, she said, / this whole city was the floor of an ocean / six thousand feet deep. / That's why when you put your ear / to the shell of an airplane, you hear waves. / That's why the ghosts in your apartment / are so big and hungry.

Perihelion: A History of Touch (A favorite of mine)

Like any girl, I pulled myself into shreds to test the rumor that something with blood like mine could be halved and still whole. And what did I learn? I buried myself all over the garden, but the pieces only sprouted into new riddles: squid leg, spaghetti squash, a jerking thumb.

and a free link to A Poetry Handbook, by Mary Oliver! Happy eve of may, everyone