(re-post from 2 years ago)
push the great fir
to mortal degree,
its many arms thrashing
in dark circles,
its body twisted in deep groan. 30 more words
4 weeks, 1 day
(This was originally written in 1995 after the devastating earthquake in Kobe, Japan. The title has been changed to “Typhoon”, as we lament along with our friends and neighbors in the Philippines and send up our prayers.) 79 more words
A little weird, I know, but maybe this will resonate on an intuitive level.
From 1995, and related to previous poem.
In the red room… 75 more words
1 month, 2 weeks