THE RIVER and 3 other poems
Lyrical devotion to wild freedom, where Ecofeminism anchors the sacred Body, navigating…
Read more →Rain weeps on a tomb and a dead toad. Life's fleeting beauty confronts love's absence
Skywaters descend over
a marble love tomb staining white
a sharp spring leaf burning green
a far puddle innocently brown
water bier to an old toad belly up—
cause of death, said the pathologist
as the diener scraped and sliced,
something that is not love.